Yo, they do more to the people, than for the people
They crash the economy like a vehicle.
Seh dem a don and dem a dadda.
Inna the heart of the youths dem future yuh stick a dagger.
Let's do this Ragga.
Once I was a little child
Little things that make me smile.
But quickly I became a man
A don put a gun into my hand
Told me that:
Live or Die
I didn't know the reason why
But my gun become my toy
The story of the ghetto boy.
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy, the story of the ghetto boy
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy, the story of the ghetto boy
well, the story of a ghetto boy
who the don give the gun and think him get a toy
so him deploy inna the streets to set a better joy.
but now him buck up the police and him regret a choice
Death is what him get a tise
story of a ghetto youth
who the don give a gun and seh yuh better shot
if yuh want to wear a better suit
yuh want fi drive a coupe.
wear a couple gold chain and sleep with couple prostitute.
Dem future yuh a prosecute!
No don cyah tell I nuttn or press I button
Mi a gwaan eat mi greens if mi cyah buy mutton
Mi nuh red eye or glutton fi no gyal or guy supm
No hold di fate so till the gate
Jah seh fi I must open
We nuh waan see Andrew Holnes
We nuh waan see Portia
NCB mi waan fi see and Scotia
and JP, both a dem a joker
But mi proud a ghetto mi come outta
Once I was a little child
little things that make me smile
But quickly I became a man
a don put a gun into my hand
Told me that
Live or Die
I didn't know the reason why
but my gun became my toy
The story of a ghetto boy
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy, the story of the ghetto boy
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy, the story of the ghetto boy
Mi tell dem, ghetto we ghetto we nuh change we ways
Yuh violate man and a grains a blaze.
Anywhere the food deh man ago go for naw suffer Caw man a look fi greater days.
Suppose mi tell yuh seh we go fi food anywhere
And we nuh afraid a no jail or cemetery.
We bring heat to the streets all front a police
Still a mek step to the enemy
(We mek the eagle fly high mek dem see that)
Dem see that! Anything drop dem know a we that
Front page pon every news network
Menace to society the world seh a we that
House and car, everybody need that
A no every ghetto boy out deh a idiot
Any means necessary man a pree that
From a little tot mi head real hot
Once I was a little child
little things that make me smile
But quickly I became a man
a don put a gun into my head
Told me that
Live or Die
I didn't know the reason why
But my gun became my toy
The story of the ghetto boy.
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy, the story of the ghetto boy
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy, the story of the ghetto boy

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