Ah jah jah
Open, their rise society
Teacha fi di ghetto youth dem
Alright
Tired fi see another muda' cry
Wi alone face di sacrifice
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi st'il survive
We hol' di faith alone from sun up 'til sun rise
Ah we dem prosecute and terrorize
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi still survive (well alright)
Mi born and mi raise inna di ghetto yeah
Hungry nights, hungry days weh mi haffi face
Mi lef' school without no subjects
Society nuh show nuh interest
Everyday inna di ghetto ah di same ting
Survival, survival of di fittest
Babylon, nuh give we access
So bredda 'gainst bredda inna rat race
Mi watch mi granny bring di money tru di church door
She say di pastor tell har seh fi hope more
Dem seh heaven inna sky but mi don't sure
Cah mi don't see no brochure
(All mi see ah ghetto youth ah die)
Tired fi see another muda' cry
Wi alone face di sacrifice
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi st'il survive
We hol' di faith alone from sun up 'til sun rise
Ah we dem prosecute and terrorize
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi still survive
Mi really wan' fi nuh where is the future
Fi Jamaica and di whole ah dem ghetto youth, 'ya
Bright girl, she nah've nuh fadda
Fi pay di school fee, she nah've ah muda'
Suppose yuh hear seh she turn a dirty dancer
Suppose yuh hear seh she turn a dirty dancer
Society, why yuh mek di crime eat away di ghetto like a cancer?
Mi wa' yuh answer
Mi watch mi granny bring di money tru di church door
She say di pastor tell har seh fi hope more
Dem seh heaven inna sky but mi don't sure
Cah mi don't see no brochure
(All mi see ah ghetto youth ah die)
Tired fi see another muda' cry
Wi alone face di sacrifice
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi st'il survive
We hol' di faith alone from sun up 'til sun rise
Ah we dem prosecute and terrorize
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi still survive (well alright)
Ghetto youth from Jamaica
Trinidad an' Antigua
Venezula, Belize, and Cuba
Mi bredda dem inna Angola
Zimbabwe, black soldier
Palestine, Gaza
Children
Tired fi see another muda' cry
Wi alone face di sacrifice
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi st'il survive
We hol' di faith alone from sun up 'til sun rise
Ah we dem prosecute and terrorize
But no matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi still survive (well alright)