people mek me tell you my story about the place weh me come from ja yeah yeah yeah yeah verse 1 aye everybody waan the high life cause you cyaan find comfort inna sufferation poor people walking on a fine line and the bigger heads ain t offering no donation i can see it from my bird s eye that what dem feel inna dem heart is not what they show when you see dem is a bright smile a couple more false promises the pain won t go likkle girl living on the corner a likkle youth wish him coulda mek bread out a stone a killer is a figure for a father robbing is all they see so that s all they know s o s this is a code red gimme a one way ticket to the foundation before the days of the stone age when we were kings and queens singing sacred songs inna the gutter you can find us struggle is a must every family haffi sign up daddy inna rush fi pay the bills before dem pile up mama blow wood fire bun off her eyelash we living inna minus cry until a eye bust living in the ghetto mek it hard fi stay righteous it cuts like a razor when food price raise up government is just another excuse for failure i feel so bless when i wake and see the sunshine nuff man no lucky dem so lose it to gun crime this is nothing new they be killing us from long time it feels like dem only hire police fi hunt i down and then they wonder why we have a gun in hand bills haffi pay weh we a go get the money from lord me no speak fi every jamaican but a so we stay weh me come from hook inna the ghetto yeah yeah inna the ghetto inna the ghetto inna inna inna the ghetto yeah yeah oh verse 2 growing up as a likkle child me used to play with tire no playstation daddy said there would be better days but i can see it in his eyes pure frustration still he remain as a soldier him say son remember this when you get older life is a vehicle you a the chauffeur and you nah go reach no weh if you no know jah eh i say a prayer for the progress and give thanks for the little that you have receive there is no time to be hopeless come mek we build we own government and rise as a team cause dem no know what it s like fi wake up inna night and a cry cause your baby no feed and then at the same time your belly a bite you cause you no nyam from last week dem ask me how me lose me humbleness my reply is i m tired a the hungriness even the preacher get vex with jesus a scream through the speaker say wah kind a fuckery this oh no no no i don t speak for every jamaican no but a so we stay weh me come from hook inna the ghetto inna the ghetto inna the ghetto inna inna inna the ghetto eh hey