No one feels our pain
Driving the poor insane
Mi a talk bout di poor di poverty and di pressure
Can't tek it nuh more ghetto yute pon stretcher
Dem nuh really want fi si d ghetto yute dem richer
Suh dem plan fi kill wi out n tek wi out a di Pitcher
Ghetto yutes, dnt be no snitcher
Ghetto girls jus be [?] n dnt be no bitcher
Keep your eyes and d prize and on the star that glitter
Keep ur head and get a job i don't u sitta
Cuz im not from dis place u know im just a visiter
N to how mi see di race a run its gon be bitter
A di stranges a di stranges and the fit a di fitter
I was borned and raised
Couldn't be no quitter
I was born and raised inno
In di ghetto for years and years inno
My people cry tears and tear inno
No food for days and days inno
I was born and raised inno
In the ghetto for years and years inno
No food for days and says inno
My people cried tears and tears inno
It just d way of the system
They eradicate and mek victim
But just keep d fate i'm insisting
All ma beautiful people are you listening?
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