The youth dem bawl tears And a noone cares! Sean Paul with a wake up call Hear this Cryin cryin cryin .. The ghetto people crying Have mercy! Cying Cryin Cryin ... The Ghetto People Crying Its an alarm this, It a ghetto story We nah vote it inna star and watch it pon TV Its an alarm this, It a ghetto story You read it inna magazine and watch it pon movie [Verse 1] Mama she a bawl, sure she well hungry She only have enough money fi go feed dem pickney She send Steve and Johnny fi go find dem daddy But daddy him junk and freaky freaky Dem haffi walk pon the road and beg food money While the richman upton a dealing US currency Chours [Verse 2] Now tell me Now grown people, what a gwaan? inna we land? Every turn weh me stand me only see the junk stand Dem wont work dem only sell copper can The one weh name Errol and weh come from Japan The only thing that we is wash it down the drain Hear me now crown a people master God a born Chours Cryin Cryin Cryin .. The Ghetto People Crying Cying Cryin Cryin ... The Ghetto People Crying [Verse 3] Hear me now Now Johnny him grow up and live pon the street Policeman a only man keep up him teeth Again him haffi dig inna the garbage fi eat What kinda life him a live!? Then start wicked, dem start rob and thief and thief and con Next thing you hear, him get conviction Him mother run fi check him down a penitencian Forward send him to war and him nah sell 21 X2 Chours [Verse 1] Mama she a bawl, sure she well hungry She only have enough money fi go feed dem pickney She send Steve and Johnny fi go find dem daddy But daddy him junk and freaky freaky Dem haffi walk pon the road and beg food money While the richman upton a dealing US currency
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