Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Lauryn Hill - Every ghetto, every city ------------------------------------------ I was just a little girl Skinny legs, a press and curl My mother always thought Iīd be a star But way before my record deal, The streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill Made sure that Iīd never go too far Every ghetto, every city and suburban place Iīve been Make me recall my days in the New Jerusalem Story starts at Hootaville grew up next to Ivy Hill When kids were stealing quartervilles for fun "Kill the guy" in Carter park Rode a Mongoose ītil itīs dark Watching kids show off the stolen ones Every ghetto, every city and suburban place Iīve been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem You know itīs hot, donīt forget what youīve got Looking back, Looking back, looking back, looking back You know itīs hot, donīt forget what youīve got Looking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back A bag of Bontons, twenty cents and a nickel Springfield Ave. had the best popsicles Saturday morning cartoons and Kung-Fu Main street roots tonic with the dreds A beef patty and some coco bread Move the patch from my Lees to the tongue of my shoe īMember Frelng-Huysen used to have the bomb leather Back when Doug Fresh and Slick Rick were together Looking at the crew, we thought weīd all live forever You know itīs hot, donīt forget what youīve got Looking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back You know itīs hot, donīt forget what youīve got Looking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back Drill teams on Munn street Remember when Hawthorne and Chancellor had beef Moving Records was on Central Ave. I was there at dancing school South Orange Ave. at Borlin pool Unaware of what we didnīt have Writing your friendsī names on your jeans with a marker July 4th races off of Parker Fireworks at Martin stadium The Untouchable P.S.P., where all them crazy niggers be And car thieves got away through Irvington Hillside brings beef with the cops Self-Destruction record drops And everybodyīs name was Muslim Sensations and ī88 attracted kids from out-of-state And everybody used to do the wop Jack, Jack, Jack ya body Nah, the Biz Mark used to amp up the party I wish those days, they didnīt stop Every ghetto, every city and suburban place Iīve been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem You know itīs hot, donīt forget what youīve got Looking back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back You know itīs hot, donīt forget what youīve got Looking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back {To end}