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Jahmiel

Much Less

 

Much Less


[Jahmiel (Deep Jahi):]
Ground level man a forward from
Things did hard so long
(With all the fight weh dem a fight how long)
(I'm so strong)

[Jahmiel:]
We a come from much less
We a come from one room and nuff stress
Small show to a Sumfest
We a come from broke days, no success
Nuff tears and nuff sweat
Nuff get upset, never waan see you buss sweat
My life never easy, like no uno, dos, tres
Bare minus plus just get
Me keep meself to meself
And is like meself no need nobody else
I had a couple experience
Weh mek me find out dem a no really friends
Things get really tense
Me see difference when me start meet me ends
A so me know when you start mek money
You haffi pree different

La da dii da da the, eh, aah ah aah
La da dii da da the, eh, eh eh eh
La da dii da da the, eh, aah ah aah
La da dii da da the, eh, eh eh eh

[Deep Jahi:]
Me a talk 'bout board room, coal stove use
Me no know nothing 'bout gold spoon
If me tell you what me go through
You would a think me fabricate
The whole argument without truth
The powers a the Pro Tools
Mek me express meself and no resort to road tools
My mother grow no fool
And me a father fi the house from me a likkle boy a go school
Tell meself me nah give up, yeah
From a tender age now man a big hombre
You see the place weh me come from a we run deh
From me eye deh a me knee, Don a say, "See gun deh"
But me smart, no me never sidung deh
Me know morgue have a spot with a fridge up deh
Plus me never see prison and waan lidung deh
Vision a house 'pon the hill and waan live up deh

La da dii da da the, eh, aah ah aah
La da dii da da the, eh, eh eh eh
La da dii da da the, eh, aah ah aah
La da dii da da the, eh, eh eh eh

Nothing never come easy, so me hunt fi it
Many friend change up and gone before this complete
But when the battle hotter, the victory must sweet
Ask the roses from the concrete, yeah

[Jahmiel:]
Born and raise inna the ghetto, full a pain and sorrow
My mama prayed for a better tomorrow
"Ain't going back broke, no me nah go"
Wise words from me bredda Mavado

La da dii da da the, eh, aah ah aah
La da dii da da the, eh, eh eh eh
La da dii da da the, eh, aah ah aah
La da dii da da the, eh, eh eh eh

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