People walk in the ghetto streets
Where the kids them playin' life, it ain't so sweet
You'll be surprised if you look in their eyes
Right then you'll know that you steal their prize
I can't understand why the less than a man
Cause they ain't got no money to spend
Mr. Dick, Mr. Paul, Mr. John, Mr. Al
Upon your name all the tears them about
Are you livin' in a dream?
You think you're livin' in a dream?