Marr - Ghetto Life

       

It's the living sunball

It's Marr
A me a say Southside
TG, Callaloo Bed, Wareika Hill, Mountain view
Me a say Rasta city

Behind the zinc fence, dem livity yah don't pretty
Pickney a born with decease, hey Nikki
From you sucking mama titty, life style ain't pretty
What a tight nitty gritty, mommy can't find food fi Jimmy

Ghetto people abuse
Behind dem zinc fence ghetto people get used
Babylon just a come come pollute
And nah teach the youth them 'bout righteousness, consciousness and truth
Behind dem zinc fence livity noh pretty
Bed tougher than stone, cass cup chippy, chippy
Pressure Busspipe, high seat kill the kitty
We shine bright like a star, all now unno no see we
From we born, we a cry pure tears
And a wonder if we prayer dem a fall 'pon deaf ears
Of to trod to the hills fi get me head clear
To come up with a plan to leave here

Ghetto life inna the city
Chat too much, man will turn you inna duppy
Ghetto life inna the city
A nuff motherless and fatherless inna me city
Ghetto life inna the city
Mama can't find food fi load up the dutchie
Ghetto life inna the city
It rough and it tough and it sticky

Take a look now over Drewsland
The youths them turn to crime because of frustration
Through Babylon economical castration
Force daddy into crime, mommy into prostitution
Western Kingston citizens a bawl
All now dem no get no tribute to back a wall
Dutty Babylon your city a go fall
It's the living sunball, feel the heat, it's Marr