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The Ghetto by Velvet King Black African American singer Songwriter PTBB Proud To Be Black

“The Ghetto” — Velvet King 🎵 Intro Yeah… Velvet King Streetlights flicker, hear the city breathe Verse 1 Born where the pavement got a story to tell, Cracks in the sidewalk, dreams boxed in a cell. Mama prayin’ nightly, candles by the sink, While the fridge hum low and the future don’t blink. Sirens sing lullabies, red and blue glow, Kids learn to run fast before they learn to grow. Gold chains over scars, pride stitched in the pain, Tryna make a dollar while dodgin’ the rain. Pre-Chorus They see the smoke, never ask about the fire, Judge the book quick, never read the writer. But hope still whisper when the nights get cold, In the heart of the broken, there’s diamonds in the coal. Chorus This the ghetto, where the angels wear scars, Where the stars feel close but the road feel hard. We rise from the ashes, yeah we carry the flame, They tried to forget us, but we remember our name. This the ghetto, where the truth run deep, Where the young don’t dream ‘cause they don’t get sleep. Still we stand tall, even when we’re low, Velvet King from the block—this the life we know. Verse 2 Corner store prophets talkin’ wisdom for change, Every face got a past, every smile feel strange. Lost too many friends to a moment too fast, Pour a drink on the curb for the ones in the past. System built crooked, got us walkin’ in lines, Sellin’ pieces of our soul just to buy back time. But I rap for the voiceless, the kids in the hall, With their backs to the wall but they still stand tall. Pre-Chorus They call it a trap, we call it our home, Every cracked brick feel like flesh and bone. If love is a war, then we veterans, brave, Tryna write a new chapter on a torn-up page. Chorus This the ghetto, where the angels wear scars, Where the stars feel close but the road feel hard. We rise from the ashes, yeah we carry the flame, They tried to forget us, but we remember our name. This the ghetto, where the truth run deep, Where the young don’t dream ‘cause they don’t get sleep. Still we stand tall, even when we’re low, Velvet King from the block—this the life we know. Bridge Don’t pity my struggle, just respect my grind, I’m a king in the rubble, velvet voice, steel spine. From the gutter to glory, hear the crowd echo, Every crown got weight when it’s forged in the ghetto. Final Chorus This the ghetto, but the heart still gold, Every story untold, every soul still bold. We more than the pain, more than the blame, We survived the storm just to dance in the rain. This the ghetto, yeah, remember the name, Velvet King on the rise, still reppin’ the same. From the night to the throne, watch the legend grow, Long live the crown—this the life we know. Outro Yeah… Velvet King From the ghetto… to forever 👑