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Born And Raised

 

Born And Raised


(Dasecka)
Rasta
Wooy
No, no one

No one feel our pain
It driving the poor insane, insane

Me a talk 'bout the poor, the poverty and the pressure
Can't tek it no more, too much youth 'pon stretcher
Dem no really want fi see d ghetto youth dem richer
So dem plan fi kill we out and tek we out a the pitcher
Ghetto youths, don't be no snitcher
Ghetto girls jus' be wise and don't be no bitcher
Keep your eyes on the prize and on the star that glitter
Keep your head and get a job I don't you sitta
'Cause I'm not from this place, you know I'm just a visitor
And to how me see the race a run, it's gon' be bitter
For the strongest a the strongest and the fit a the fitter
I was born and raised to be no quitter

I was born and raised enuh
In the ghetto for years and years enuh
My people cry tears and tears enuh
No food for days and days enuh
I was born and raised enuh
In the ghetto for years and years enuh
No food for days and days enuh
My people cry tears and tears enuh

They ask where I've been
I said I've never been shopping
All I see is a coffin
Don't ask 'bout [?] shot him

It's just the way of the system
They eradicate every victim
Just keep the faith, I'm insisting
All my beautiful people, are you listening

I was born and raised enuh
In the ghetto for years and years enuh
My people cry tears and tears enuh
No food for days and days enuh
I was born and raised enuh
In the ghetto for years and years enuh
No food for days and days enuh
My people cry tears and tears enuh

No one feels our pain
(No one feels our pain that we're feeling)
(Pain, that we're feeling)
It driving the poor insane, insane, yeah
(You can never know, if only God reveals it)
It's getting to my brain
(It's getting to my brain)
('Cause no else can feel the pain)
And the bigger heads dem talk we things, just the same
(Only talk about the change)
(Everything remains the same)

I was born and raised enuh
In the ghetto for years and years enuh
My people cry tears and tears enuh
No food for days and days enuh
I was born and raised enuh
In the ghetto for years and years enuh
No food for days and days enuh
My people cry tears and tears enuh

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