Ghetto (Tired of Crying) - Popcaan

Which part mi grow

Long rifle a shrub out

Regular people head shell out

And if yo eye no big

Always haffi look out

Yuh no know fi yuh head book out

Which part mi grow

Ghetto, bare mad people mi know

Ghetto, wickeder than action show

Ghetto, mi seh the ghetto dem tired of crying

Hungry days wi know

Ghetto, pon crackers and water wi grow

Ghetto, if a badness wi a pro

Ghetto, mi seh the ghetto dem tired of crying

Information no give

People no care who drop out

Fi keep life yo keep yo mouth

Informer dead, get dem eye shot out

Or more time dem tongue cut out

Dre SKull dem place yah no easy

Police dem ever a pree wi

Innocent dead weekly

Believe mi

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Blood shed, it hurt mi heart

Nuff youth life stop a the early path

Police shoot innocent seh him gun go off

Then later him and the sup a laugh

Ghetto youth cyaa find work every funds cut off

Plus the system a pressure wi nuh bomboclaat

The only way fi survive a fi brake the law

Government tek man fi Santa Clause

(Repeat Chorus)

Mi haffi tell dem bout the zink fence and the trench

Baby mother cry fi the expense

No baby father fi give dem no help

Weh dem deh?

GP a rub sentence

Power struggle meck every endz move tense

So no man nah own no house nor Benz

A more funeral, more dead body pack up

Everyday a romans wi salary a spend

(Repeat Chorus)