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