Ghetto Soundwave

There`s another cry of murder

Policeman shoot down baby brother

Shot him, shot him down in the street

But did they know the mother`s grief

Were they sure they got the right one

Did they know he was her only son

A father tries to feed his family

They come here to find their opportunity

Living, living, living in the streets

With their dreams and with their humility

Can`t we see all the pain and hurt

They love this land maybe more than us

It`s a ghetto soundwave

Gets to me everyday

It`s a ghetto soundwave

Gets to me everyday

Another bourgeois politician

Hears our pleas but does not listen

Never, never, never sees the need

But caters only to his greed

Can`t he see there`s no use in lying

And don`t he know all our hope is dying

Our hope is dying, our hope is dying ! Hey !

It`s a ghetto soundwave

Gets to me everyday

It`s a ghetto soundwave

Gets to me everyday