The Product - Ice Cube

Wrapped and sealed with masking tape Moistened with sweat Experience existence of ignorance - The product of capitalism.

(One, two, three, four) (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) As the snow flies On cold and grey Chicago mornin' A poor, little baby child is born In the ghetto (in the ghetto) And his mama cries 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need Is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto (In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) (In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out I tried to go, but I get stuck It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the ghetto I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto I can't help it, yes, I was born in the ghetto I'm a product of ghetto (and his mama cries) Ghetto this, thug that, thug this, ghetto that This ain't shit I could control I'm a product of my habitat Police think that I'm a menace, it's probably 'cause I keep a gat Surprised I never sprung a wrist, late night I'm quite surprised I never got caught, late night, shootin', strapped Surprised I never got caught, no mask, give me that Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out I tried to go, but I get stuck It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the ghetto I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto I can't help it, yes, I was born in the ghetto I'm a product of ghetto And his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night And he learns how to steal And he learns how to fight In the ghetto (In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) I'm a product of the ghetto Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out I tried to go, but I get stuck It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the ghetto I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto Yes, I was born in the ghetto In the ghetto (in the ghetto) Seen my mama cry, I asked the reason Her baby sellin' drugs, she caught me leavin' Said my first ten thousand, thought I was dreamin' Said they was solid, they got hard, they was leavin' You won't believe what I done did You won't believe what I done seen Police get behind, I run They chase me, took one for the team Gat like Bob the Builder, handy-mandy hammer in my jeans I was born and I ain't choose the streets The streets chose me I was born in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto I learned form the ghetto AlI know is the ghetto (in the ghetto) And his mama cries (in the ghetto) As the crowd gathers 'round an angry young man Facedown in the street wiht a gun in his hand In the ghetto Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out I tried to go, but I get stuck It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the gheto I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto (In the ghetto) I'm a product of the ghetto

All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard The West coast warlord and the future is today 'Cause tomorrow that shit never come I worry 'bout today and this urban decay I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop? Get whack and turn into gridlock I don't know, is it a government plot? I don't give a fuck whether you love it or not That's all we got and if you throw it away You dumb as OJ, off a for-tay In your Izod, this the rap God What'chu gon' put up in your iPod? Downloader, what'chu gon' do When your favorite MC got to sue you? 'Cause he got to eat, ain't nothin' taboo Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu 'Cause you wanna steal this good music Put me out of business, now you lose it Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle You better ride all day, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Tomorrow, I'ma handle my business But today, I'ma drink this liquor 'Cause tomorrow I might be a little quicker But today I'm just the same old nigga You know that shit is still a day away Do yo' thang baby, put your life on layaway 'Cause everybody is Nostradamus Boy, don't you know that tomorrow ain't promised? To all the lil' mamas Don't do a nigga like Isiah Thomas If you a bitch, please be honest Actin' like a hoe, you're not an angel While you're daydreamin 'bout your future Motherfucker come around the corner and shoot you Don'tcha get stuck in neutral Put your shit in drive, while you still alive 'cause Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle I'ma ride all day, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Tomorrow, that shit never come I know it sounds strange but today is never done I'm up in the Range when the clock strikes one While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons Up on my feet at the break of the sun President of the Gangster Nation We don't go to war, we go to the store We rob from the rich and give to the poor Hip-Hop, oh what a bore Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front door Fuck that, let's take it back to the streets Don't let Viacom dictate the heat The nerve of them, I never heard of them Askin' me about my urban spins And if I got about a thousand of them I'm a great MC accordin' to them, fuck that Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle We're gon' ride all night, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow (All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard) This is very hard to swallow (The West coast warlord, the future is today) Keep your hand up on that throttle (Get your grind on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne) (Get your grind on) Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow