How Much More

Now everyday another youth hitch up in a gutter, mmm

Now I man talk and I man stutter

Can't understand say you fi try and help the youth them make them get big, what

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer

How much more live without bread and butter

How much more body we a go discover

Have fi live together every brother and we sister

Stop suffer

Me say

Mm, Jah pan the land a so we live a so we die

Can't find the answer to the question why

Me say the sky is the limit so you try touch the sky

Put your trust in the God now Jah rasta for I...selasi

...Hear how me cry and give me a bly

Never trouble you so why you want shoot the i

Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my

Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cry

Chorus:

How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer

How much more live without bread and butter

How much more body we a go discover

Have fi live together every brother and we sister

Stop suffer

Me say

Easy no youth you love fi shoot

Now you deh a prison a suck off man flute

Mama say you brut you living like a coot

Jah Jah never send no life pan no parachute

Bad company make the i take the wrong route

Now you de behind the bar in a crisp stripe suit

And everyday another man a try pick your fruit

Now them have you pan them nosel like a brand new recruit

Chorus

Like a butter pon a piece of hot bread

A so your blood run when a shot lick your head

Don't you think it's better living than it is to be dead

And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said

Thou shall not kill neither blood must shed

And yet still you wouldn't mind full me up the lead

And tell me if your conscience no burn you when you go a bed

And now you can't sleep you de a think 'bout the dead

Chorus

Life it rough inna the ghetto

Everyday me neighborhood a run like soweto

Over the badness is like you no let go

The other day them shot me bredrin in front of esso

Take away him wallet with about twenty peso

After them shot him them dump him over there so

And all me a warn is like me never say so

Chorus

Me say

Mm, Jah pan the land a so we live a so we die(ME)

Can't find the answer to the question why

Me say the sky is the limit so you try touch the sky

Put your trust in the God now Jah rasta for I...selasi

...Hear how me cry and give me a bly

Never trouble you so why you want shoot the i

Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my

Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cry

Chorus

Me say

Easy no youth you love fi shoot

Now you deh a prison a suck off man flute

Mama say you brut you living like a coot

Jah Jah never send no life pan no parachute

And bad company make the i take the wrong route

Now you de behind the bar inna one crisp stripe suit

Everyday another man want now try pick your fruit

And now the they have you pan them nosel like a new brand recruit

Chorus

Like a butter pon a piece of hot bread

A so your blood run when a shot lick your head

Don't you think it's better living than it is to be dead

And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said

Thou shall not kill neither blood must shed

And yet still you wouldn't mind full I man up a lead

And your conscience no burn you anytime you go a bed

And now you can't sleep you a think 'bout the dead

And how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer

How much more live without bread and butter

How much more body we a go discover

Have fi live together every brother and we sister

Stop suffer