This a survival story, True ghetto story

This is my story, Real ghetto story

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[Verse 1]

I remember those days when Hell was my home

When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam

An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb

When Mama gone a work me go street go roam

I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone

An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome

I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone

An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome

I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown

An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome

I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone

An ,Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan

But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone

Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own

Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known

Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone

Mi say Mickey.....



[Chorus]

Wi get di ting dem

Dem outta luck now

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now

Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah

Wi get di ting dem, So dem haffi rate wi

Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately

And now the whole community a live greatly

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah



[Verse 2]

I remember bout '80, Jamaica explode

When a Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road

That a long before Laing dem and even Bigga Ford

When Adams dem a Corporal nuh know the road code

I remember when we rob the chiney shop down the road

An rumour have it sey the chiney man have a sword

But we did have a one pop wey make outta board

So you know the next day mama pot Overlooaad

I remember when we skip the poll clerks

An dump the ballot box pan Tivoli outskirts

An hold a plane ticket and go chill over Turks

When me come back a still inna the hole me a lurk

I remember those days when informer dirks...

Get one inna him face and me nuh get nuh perks

And the bigger heads dem are a couple of jerks

Cause a dem a mek di money, when a wi mash di works



[Chorus]

Wi get di ting dem

Dem outta luck now

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now

Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah

Wi get di ting dem, So dem haffi rate wi

Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately

And now the whole community a live greatly

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah



[Verse 3]

Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton

Politics manipulate and press yutes button

But we rich now ,so dem caan tell man notin

Cuz a we a mek Mama a nyaam Fish an Mutton..Ehhhh

Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in...

Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin

An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasnt

Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen....Cause......



[Chorus]

Wi get di ting dem

Dem outta luck now

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now

Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah

Wi get di ting dem, So dem haffi rate wi

Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately

And now the whole community a live greatly

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah