1. all of the people, living life in the ghetto,
street got hold on em, & don't wanna let go, for some it's the money, be right there in it, you can have it all, disappear in a minute; the streets can be a hard teacher, for those who don't know,
you'll either learn real fast,
or you just won't last;
if you plant your mind, where you plant you feet, you'll find yourself livin' yeah livin'
on a dead end street; 2. the dope man and the players make all of the money,
you try to find a job, people lookin' at you funny, you must be crazy,
you must be losing your mind,
you need to find your way, back to the unemployment line; the ghetto birds circling, whump whump in the night, sirens shreekin' in the still of the night;
if you plant your mind, where you plant you feet, you'll find yourself livin' yeah livin'
on a dead end street;