Now here come wisdom
So you can bear more overstanding
Tell you bout it
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Yes dread
Cah me say coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Walking alone, on my way home
Me sight a bad boy just a make a bad step
The gun inna him waist, him screw up him face
Me look cross the street, me sight another youth
Cause him and the bad boy was in a dispute
Him back out him gun and shoot the youth down
You shoulda see how chi bad boy run
You shoulda see how chi bad boy run
It is a pity 'twas only me on the scene
Me hear the Babylon with them loud siren
But when me take a stock, all the road was blocked
Say out of the jeep came a big black cop
Say out of the crowd came Sergeant Brown
Him [?] at me, him box me inna me chin
He look at me, say him a carry me in
I tried to explain but it was in vain
To tell the youth the truth, what else could I do?
Them never stop beat me til me black and blue
Me got ten mouth to feed, you can't see I'm in need
Me mother passed away and me daddy gone astray, Lord
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow, boom
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow
Them fire gunshot like them a star movie show
A Rasta livity, this a reality, look
Give them a yard and them take a mile, but
Once a man and twice a child
But every likkle thing is just for a while
But right here now, Jah man, me under cool profile
Coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Walking alone, on my way home
Me sight a bad boy just a make a bad step
The gun inna him waist, and him screw up him face
Me look cross the street, and me sight another youth
Him and the bad boy was in a dispute
Him backsed out the gun, Lord have mercy
Tell it, tell it to them, Lord, tell it, tell it to them
Tell it, tell it to them, Lord, tell it, tell it to them
Tell it, tell it to them, Lord, tell it, tell it to them, cause
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow, boom
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow
Them fire gunshot like them a star movie show
Rasta livity, this a reality
Say Rasta livity, this a reality
You give them a yard and them take a mile, but
Once a man, twice a child
Every...
So you can bear more overstanding
Tell you bout it
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Yes dread
Cah me say coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Walking alone, on my way home
Me sight a bad boy just a make a bad step
The gun inna him waist, him screw up him face
Me look cross the street, me sight another youth
Cause him and the bad boy was in a dispute
Him back out him gun and shoot the youth down
You shoulda see how chi bad boy run
You shoulda see how chi bad boy run
It is a pity 'twas only me on the scene
Me hear the Babylon with them loud siren
But when me take a stock, all the road was blocked
Say out of the jeep came a big black cop
Say out of the crowd came Sergeant Brown
Him [?] at me, him box me inna me chin
He look at me, say him a carry me in
I tried to explain but it was in vain
To tell the youth the truth, what else could I do?
Them never stop beat me til me black and blue
Me got ten mouth to feed, you can't see I'm in need
Me mother passed away and me daddy gone astray, Lord
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow, boom
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow
Them fire gunshot like them a star movie show
A Rasta livity, this a reality, look
Give them a yard and them take a mile, but
Once a man and twice a child
But every likkle thing is just for a while
But right here now, Jah man, me under cool profile
Coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Coming from a dance dung a pioneer lawn
Walking alone, on my way home
Me sight a bad boy just a make a bad step
The gun inna him waist, and him screw up him face
Me look cross the street, and me sight another youth
Him and the bad boy was in a dispute
Him backsed out the gun, Lord have mercy
Tell it, tell it to them, Lord, tell it, tell it to them
Tell it, tell it to them, Lord, tell it, tell it to them
Tell it, tell it to them, Lord, tell it, tell it to them, cause
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow, boom
Down in the ghetto where me born and grow
Them fire gunshot like them a star movie show
Rasta livity, this a reality
Say Rasta livity, this a reality
You give them a yard and them take a mile, but
Once a man, twice a child
Every...
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