Miss Jones taught me English
But I think I just shot her son
Cause he owed me money
With a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now he´s bleeding in a vacant lot

The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn´t mean it but man you should´ve seen it
His flesh explode
Slow motion in the ghetto
We tend to die young
Slow motion in the ghetto
What a brother knows
Slow motion in the ghetto
Now the cops will get me
But girl if you would let me
I´ll take your pants off
I got a little bit of blow we could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of Coke I cut with Draino
An her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion in the ghetto

We´ll remember these days
Slow motion in the ghetto
Urban life decays
Slow motion in the ghetto
And at home
My sister´s eating paint chips again
Maybe that´s why she´s insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my veins
Wouldn´t you?
See my neighbor´s beating his wife
Because he hates his life
There´s an arc to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing
And death slides close to me
Won´t grow old to be
A junkie wine-o creep
Hollywood glamorized my wrath

I´m the young urban psychopath
I incite murder
For your entertainment
´Cause I needed the money
What´s your excuse?
The jokes on you
Slow motion in the ghetto
Slow motion in the ghetto
Slow motion in the ghetto