| Crime get stiff |
| Man cyaa bun a spliff |
| But a life a the greatest gift |
| Give thanks fi the day when Jah, Jah |
| Blow breath inna mi new lungs |
| Enter the life of a new thugs |
| Born inna sin and iniquity, inner city life |
| A no supn weh mi too love |
| God know seh mi could a dead already |
| Jah, Jah, must a never ready |
| Ghetto mi live mi si blood shead already |
| Man ever ready whole a firm steady meddy |
| Mi witness nuff a my friend dead |
| Mi could a dead already |
| Jah, Jah, must a never ready |
| Ghetto mi live mi si blood shead already |
| Man ever ready whole a firm steady meddy |
| Mi witness nuff a my friend dead |
| Nuff time mi vision mi self inna coffin |
| But a voice tell mi no a no now it a go happen |
| Yo youth inna the boat a depend pon the captain |
| So mi seh mi haffi dweet before mi bone rotten |
| Bright light tell mi seh life too short |
| Cause a bay young youth him a berry an it pain him heart |
| Casha park to shadago park |
| The gun thing a dead thing listen teacher talk |
| Weh day mi go a my dog funeral |
| Mi a tell yuh seh the feeling never normal |
| Mi seh mi haffi squelchy go one side go ball like a gyal |
| When mi si him likkle son name Hal |
| Laugh if yo waan but mi seh mi a cry fi the ghetto youth |
| No fi government official |
| Youth inna class an yo pants tight an yo skin cool |
| Mi a beg yuh no drop out a school |