Shaggy
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Now everyday another youth hitch up in a gutter Now I man talk and I man stutter Can't understand say you fi try and help The youth them make them get big, what Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Me say, Jah pan the land a so we live a, so we die Can't find the answer to the question why Me say the sky is the limit, so you try touch the sky Put your trust in the God now, Jah, Rastafari, Selassie Hear how me cry and give me a bly Never trouble you so why you want shoot the eye Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cry How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Me say easy no youth, you love fi shoot Now you deh a prison a suck off, man flute Mama say you brut, you living like a coot Jah, Jah never send no life, pan no parachute Bad company make the I take the wrong route Now you de behind the bar in a crisp stripe suit And everyday another man a try pick dey fruit Now them have you pan them nosel like a brand new recruit How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Like a butter ?pon a piece of hot bread A so your blood run when a shot lick your head Don't you think it's better living than it is to be dead And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said Thou shall not kill, neither blood must shed And yet still you wouldn't mind full me up the lead And tell me if your conscience no burn you when you go a bed And now you can't sleep, you de a think 'bout the dead So how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Life it rough inna the ghetto Everyday me neighborhood a run like Soweto Over the badness is like you no let go The other day them shot me bredrin in front of Esso Take away him wallet with about twenty peso After them shot him, then dump him over there so And all me a warn is like me never say so How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Me say, Jah pan the land a so we live a, so we die Can't find the answer to the question why Me say the sky is the limit, so you try touch the sky Put your trust in the God now, Jah, Rastafari, Selassie Hear how me cry and give me a bly Never trouble you so why you want shoot the eye Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cry How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Me say easy no youth, you love fi shoot Now you deh a prison a suck off, man flute Mama say you brut, you living like a coot Jah, Jah never send no life, pan no parachute Bad company make the I take the wrong route Now you de behind the bar in a crisp stripe suit And everyday another man a try pick dey fruit Now them have you pan them nosel like a brand new recruit How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother and we sister Stop suffer Like a butter ?pon a piece of hot bread A so your blood run when a shot lick your head Don't you think it's better living than it is to be dead And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said Thou shall not kill, neither blood must shed And yet still you wouldn't mind full me up the lead And tell me if your conscience no burn you when you go a bed And now you can't sleep, you de a think 'bout the dead And how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer? How much more live without bread and butter? How much more body we a go discover Have fi live together every brother