Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Gosple, artist - VYBZ Kartel.
Date of issue: 30.03.2017
Song language: English
Ghetto Gosple |
Society forsake we |
Dem no feel the pain wi feel |
The system no really care |
If wi live or wi die |
Laugh or we cry |
If a sad mi start try |
Like the phone mi, mi life a flash |
The way time fly so fast mi no wear no watch |
Mi youth waan go school mi no have no cash |
Mi insane like the mad man weh search the trash |
Hey, mi black empress a sell punash |
The way gogo club ram no collage match |
Police dem pon the ghetto youth like bandage patch |
A four month dem remanding fi the bag wid stash |
Why mi haffi strap up every night so hard |
Mi wonder if death pretty caw life suh hard |
Eternity a hell a must my reward |
Caw mi a hustle fi mi vehicle and must buy mi yard |
Mi have the member one criminal record |
A true Jamaica even pore a that’s why life tek hard |
Every youth fi get a visa fi gwaan a yard |
Cause wi deh yah suh a suffer like a maga dog |
I was born and raise in the ghetto |
Teacher was born and raise in the garrison |
Nuff youths dead, more a suffer |
Ghetto youths deserve better |
Mi decide seh mi nah turn cruff |
So mi link Leng a big yard and buy some stuff |
In a bills a 50 bag mi wrapped dem up |
The first day mi touch the road feds lock mi up |
But wa, mi nah meck no bwoy… mi up |
Mi prefer hustle and rob fi that |
Mi buss |
Mi nah bow fi drive no car mi prefer hop the buss |
Cause a suh ghetto youth full a pride |
Mi pore but sell out life is not fi us |
Down a maggin crescent, dawgy strop mi first |
Cause food haffi ever in a pot fi us |
And a the road mi a touch out… fi rust |
Me love the youth dem suh mi teaching dem |
But no, not like the pastor wid the preaching dem |
Mi tell dem seh don’t rob nothing petty |
Rob supn fi yo rich |
Like Matterlon unleashing dem |