Every Ghetto, Every City

I was just a little girlSkinny legs, a press and curlMy mother always thought I'd be a starBut way before my record deal,The streets that nurtured Lauryn HillMade sure that I'd never go too farEvery ghetto, every city and suburban place I've beenMake me recall my days in the New JerusalemStory starts at Hootaville grew up next to Ivy HillWhen kids were stealing quartervilles for fun"Kill the guy"