Born in the gutter 
In the shadow of an alley 
I was born in the last state of disaster 

Out there can you hear me 
Out there can you hear me 
Lord, there's so much pain 
No, no I can't stand the pain 

Can you see fuckers 
That try to separate us 
The weak from the strong 
The worse from better ones 
From those who're up 
Those who're down 
Those who see from those who're blind 

Ghetto 
You're building up a ghetto 

Loud, louder 
The scream's getting louder 
Can't stand the pain 
That I'm keeping under 
I face reality, sick, sick reality 
False ideas, broken morality 

Out there can you hear me 
Out there can you hear me 
Lord, there's so much pain 
No, no I can't stand the pain 

Can you see the fuckers 
That try to separate us 
The weak from the strong 
The worse from better ones 
Those from the East 
And those from the West 
Those who don't have 
From those who have