[Chorus: Joan Davis]   Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto   Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh      [GZA]   Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day   Adolescence workin for small pay   World so little, he could never leave his block   His home full of riddle, so he always need his glock   He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smokin   Young wasted minds, fiendin on dimes, cokin   Forgot kids quick to break rules, and known to make fools   out of many, down the streets be more safe than school   There's no diploma, that can break him from the coma   A bloody war in the country, the youth hungry   On the corner, hyenas amongst me   Yabbin bout the stories, they be hearin, always swearin   Can't even spell the shit that he be wearin   Caught up in the silk web of material   Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue   The young is lost at their own cost, dreamin   Screamin how we never hold positions, that's the meanin   Brothers of murder victims share the same grief   The elderly shake their head in disbelief   and no relief came till I aimed   and blast one shot and left my name   The GZA... *echos*      [Chorus]      [Njeri]   My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks   on torn down blocks, drug spots set out their shops   and cops watch, innocent niggaz roam in flocks   Romanism in tops, papers and knots   Churches and liquor stores on every corner, plot to get money not   some funny niggaz act like they could pop glocks and those who can't cop   Sisters givin up ass a lot, brothers givin up cash a lot   They be strugglin to become someone because their parents not   Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle   When the devil uncivils society and die free   With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks   and wrists the God is now a dog, the earth is called a bitch   and all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness   To push a lexus, ice on everythin from rings and braclets to the necklaces   Children molested within these pest infested buildins   Thieves uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilins   Peelin off, but all I see is lost black babies callin   "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me"      [Chorus x2]      [Outro: Joan Davis]   Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto