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Tommy Lee Sparta

Ghetto Cry

 

Ghetto Cry


Don't let it go, don't let it go
Don't let it go (don't let it go)
Don't let it go (don't let it go)
Sometimes I can't help it but cry
Tears in my eyes and me mind

Babylon you time is countin
In a you mess you be drownin
You tek ghetto youth life fi a joke thing
One day you ago tell God something
Cause me do good fi me community
Send nuff youth go a school still
True me dus show likkle love still
But di system have we as a Don still hmmm

Sometimes I can't help it but cry
Tears a me eye and me mind runnin wild
I don't wanna turn into my ego
But sometimes me no like people
Stay by meself and ah hide from trouble
Trouble find me
Me and police inna meetin

The ghetto cries
The ghetto cry
The system have we as a criminal
Them no wah see we rise
Dem nuh gi we Visa fi fly
Dem no wah we live life
As we make a likkle money and gone up town
Pan we dem have eyes
The ghetto cry
(Uuuuuu)

Don't let it go, don't let it go
Don't let it go (don't let it go)
Ghetto youth open up your eyes
The system a use craft and style
R.I.P to a real G down inna di soil
Who de a jail house cya see the sun light uuuuuuu

Don't let it go, don't let it go
Don't let it go (don't let it go)
Ghetto youth open up your eyes
The system a use craft and style
R.I.P to a real G down inna di soil
Who de a jail house cya see the sun rise

Ghetto youth always get di most fight
Come off a di road before a touch night
The feds dem a look raise a pay
So dem power dem have a exercise
My ghetto youth taxi driver
Me feel it if di union bikas

Dem fight di hustle when di sky larke
Dem find me as gun man
Sometimes I can't help it but cry
Tears a me eye and me mind runnin wild
I don't wanna turn into my ego
But sometimes me no like people
Stay by meself and ah hide from trouble
Trouble find me
Me and police inna meetin

The ghetto cries
The ghetto cry
The system have we as a criminal
Them no wah see we rise
Dem nuh gi we Visa fi fly
Dem no wah we live life
As we make a likkle money and gone up town
Pan we dem have eyes
The ghetto cry
(Uuuuuu)

Don't let it go, don't let it go
Don't let it go (don't let it go)

Don't let it go, don't let it go
Don't let it go (don't let it go)
Ghetto youth open up your eyes
The system a use craft and style
R.I.P to a real G down inna di soil
Who de a jail house cya see the sun light uuuuuuu oh God

Ghetto youth open up your eyes
Tears a me eye and me mind runnin wild
I dont wanna turn into my ego

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