Down In The Ghetto Lyrics

Down In The Ghetto lyrics

1. My pocket is week, my heart is willing

 Ah want a pound a rice, but can't find a shillin

 Can't buy the chicken back, much less the chicken

 Turn left and right is pure gunshot a fling

 Every whey mi guh is wicked song them a sing

 Now hear mi now Queens, and hear mi now Kings

 All over this world, local and Foreign

 Black and white, mi naah prejudice skin

 Now hear mi mister Lou, mister Wong and mister Chin

 To kill another man what good does that bring

 i feel it so much till cold bump take mi skin

 Mi head start to hurt mi, and mi eyes dem a spin

 

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 Who give the guns, who give the crack

 No-one to take the blame

 And a who import the guns and cocaine

 And a who innaculate the ghetto youths brain

 And mobilize dem inna this Bloodsport game

 Say if you want to rich, you haffi kill Shane

 And wicked enough to kill him mother miss Jane

 Mek dem say you a di wickedest man pon the lane

 And if you want you respect fi long like  a train

 Well you better make shot fall like a rain

 You haffi put one foot pon then concord plane

 Hey, you better sell twenty kilo a cocaine

 

 CHO