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Rick James
Gitarre
Melvin Franklin
Begleitgesang
Richard Street
Begleitgesang
Otis Williams
Begleitgesang
Cliff Ervin
Trompete
Daniel Lemelle
Saxofon
Erskine Williams
Tasteninstrumente
John Ervin
Posaune
Lanise Hughes
Schlagzeug
Larry Hansen
Geige
Levi Ruffin Jr.
Begleitgesang
Oscar Alston
Bassgitarre
Tom McDermott
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Rick James
Songwriter:in
Daniel Lemelle
Horn-Arrangeur:in
Reggie Andrews
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Rick James
Produzent:in
Bobby Brooks
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Chris Bellman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Michael Johnson
Ingenieurassistent:in
Rick Sanchez
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Suha Gur
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Tom Flye
Mischtechniker:in
Tony Autore
Ingenieurassistent:in
Paroles
When I was a young boy
Growing up in the ghetto
Hanging out on corners
Singin' with the fellas
Lookin' for the cute chicks
Tryna find me big fun
Looking for some trouble
Or anyone who'll give me some
I was young and crazy (in the ghetto)
Didn't know what my life would be (in the ghetto)
I was dumb and, oh, so lazy (in the ghetto)
Something had a spell on me (in the ghetto)
You wanna know what I'm talkin' bout? (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
Ghetto life
You wanna know what I'm singin' 'bout? (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
Ghetto life
When I was a young man
Kind of free and fancy
Met this little cute girl
She said her name was Nancy
She had pigtails to her shoulders
She couldn't have been much older
She taught me what I had to know
To make a girl not wanna go
She was young and kinky (in the ghetto)
She laid her pigtails down on me (in the ghetto)
And I was young and, oh, so sneaky (in the ghetto)
I had to see what love could be (in the ghetto)
I knew it all along that my game was strong
But I was wrong that time
I knew I had to play, had to get myself away
Did you think I was man enough? (Yeah)
Did you think I was smart enough? (Yeah)
Did you think I was strong enough? (Yeah)
Did you think I wouldn't get out? (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo)
(Of the ghetto Life)
Sing it to 'til you feel it when you say
(Talkin 'bout) ghetto life
You got to get on over, (talkin 'bout) ghetto life
When I was a young boy
Tenements, slums and corner bums
Playing tag with winos
The only way to have some fun
One thing 'bout the ghetto
You don't have to hurry
It'll be there tommorow
So, brother, don't you worry
Ghetto life (talking 'bout ghetto life)
Talking 'bout ghetto life
Ghetto life, baby
(Talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
(Life)
(Life) ghetto life (talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
La-la-la-la, life (shoop, shoop, shoop, shoop, shoop bee doop, in the ghetto)
People, we got to get over (shoop, shoop, shoop, shoop, shoop bee doop, in the ghetto)
Talkin' 'bout the life (shoop, shoop, shoop, shoop, shoop bee doop, in the ghetto)
(Life)
Where's the place we funk? (Ghetto Land, that's the place where we funk)
(Place we like to funk, Ghetto Land, that's the place where we funk)
Say, where the place we funk? (Ghetto Land, that's the place where we funk)
(Place we like to funk, Ghetto Land) ho!
(That's the place where we funk, place we like to funk)
Where's the place we like to funk? Where's the place we like to funk?
Ghetto Land, that's the place
Where we funk from day to day
Ghetto Land
Ghetto Land
Ghetto Land, that's the place
Where we funk from day to day
Writer(s): Tracey Davis, Keiwan Spillman, Rick James, Kevin Gilliam, Calvin Broadus, Craig Miller
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