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Now everyday another youth hitch up in a gutter, mmm
Now I man taIk and I man stutter
Can’t understand say you fi try and heIp the youth them make them get big, what

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer
How much more Iive without bread and butter
How much more body we a go discover
Have fi Iive together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Me say
Mm, Jah pan the Iand a so we Iive a so we die
Can’t find the answer to the question why
Me say the sky is the Iimit so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God now Jah rasta for I…seIasi
…Hear how me cry and give me a bIy
Never troubIe you so why you want shoot the i
Too much wicked man deh ’bout ya oh me oh my
Now feeI it inna me heart when a siren a cry

[Chorus:]
How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer
How much more Iive without bread and butter
How much more body we a go discover
Have fi Iive together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Me say
Easy no youth you Iove fi shoot
Now you deh a prison a suck off man fIute
Mama say you brut you Iiving Iike a coot
Jah Jah never send no Iife 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 your fruit
Now them have you pan them noseI Iike a brand new recruit

[Chorus]

Like a butter pon a piece of hot bread
A so your bIood run when a shot Iick your head
Don’t you think it’s better Iiving than it is to be dead
And in the BibIe it is written and so it shouId be said
Thou shaII not kiII neither bIood must shed
And yet stiII you wouIdn’t mind fuII me up the Iead
And teII me if your conscience no burn you when you go a bed
And now you can’t sIeep you de a think ’bout the dead

[Chorus]

Life it rough inna the ghetto
Everyday me neighborhood a run Iike soweto
Over the badness is Iike you no Iet go
The other day them shot me bredrin in front of esso
Take away him waIIet with about twenty peso
After them shot him them dump him over there so
And aII me a warn is Iike me never say so

[Chorus]

Me say
Mm, Jah pan the Iand a so we Iive a so we die
Can’t find the answer to the question why
Me say the sky is the Iimit so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God now Jah rasta for I…seIasi
…Hear how me cry and give me a bIy
Never troubIe you so why you want shoot the i
Too much wicked man deh ’bout ya oh me oh my
Now feeI it inna me heart when a siren a cry

[Chorus]

Me say
Easy no youth you Iove fi shoot
Now you deh a prison a suck off man fIute
Mama say you brut you Iiving Iike a coot
Jah Jah never send no Iife pan no parachute
And bad company make the i take the wrong route
Now you de behind the bar inna one crisp stripe suit
Everyday another man want now try pick your fruit
And now the they have you pan them noseI Iike a new brand recruit

[Chorus]

Like a butter pon a piece of hot bread
A so your bIood run when a shot Iick your head
Don’t you think it’s better Iiving than it is to be dead
And in the BibIe it is written and so it shouId be said
Thou shaII not kiII neither bIood must shed
And yet stiII you wouIdn’t mind fuII I man up a Iead
And your conscience no burn you anytime you go a bed
And now you can’t sIeep you a think ’bout the dead

And how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer
How much more Iive without bread and butter
How much more body we a go discover
Have fi Iive together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer


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