Ghetto Boy ft. Bounty Killer, Cobra

They do more to the people than for the people

They crash the economy like a vehicle

Seh dem a don and dem a dupes and dem a dadda

Inna the heart of the youths dem future yuh stick a dagger

Let's do this brother

Once I was a little child

Little things that make me smile

But quickly I became a man

A don put a gun into my hand

Told me that I could live or die

I didn't know the reason why

But my gun became my toy

The story of the ghetto boy

Ghetto boy, ghetto boy,

The story of the ghetto boy

Ghetto boy, ghetto boy

The story of the ghetto boy

Well, the story of a ghetto boy

Who the don give the gun and think him get a toy

So him deploy in the street to set a better joy

But now him buck up the police

And him regret a choice death is what him get a tise

Story of a ghetto youth

Who the don give the gun and seh yuh better shot

If yuh want to wear a better suit yuh

Want fi drive a coupe wear a couple gold chain

And sleep with couple prostitute dem future yuh a prosecute

No don cyah tell I nuttn or press I button

Mi a gwaan eat mi greens if mi cyah buy mutton

Mi nuh red eye or glutton fi no gyal or guy supm

No hold di fate so till the gate jah seh fi I must open

We nuh waan see andrew holnes, we nuh waan see portia

NCB mi waan fi see and scotia

And JP, both a dem a joker

But mi proud a ghetto mi come outta

Once I was a little child

Little things that make me smile

But quickly I became a man

A don put a gun into my hand

Told me that I could live or die

I didn't know the reason why

But my gun became my toy

The story of the ghetto boy

Ghetto boy, ghetto boy

The story of the ghetto boy

Ghetto boy, ghetto boy

The story of the ghetto boy

Mi tell dem, ghetto we ghetto we nuh change

We ways yuh violate man a nd a grains a blaze

Anywhere the food deh man ago go for

Naw suffer, caw man a look fi greater days

Suppose mi tell yuh seh we go fi food anywhere

And we nuh fraid a no jail or cemetery

We bring heat to the streets all front a police

Still a mek step to the enemy

We mek the eagle fly high mek dem see that

Dem see that, anything drop dem know a we that

Front page pon every news network

Menace to society the world seh a we that

House and car everybody need that

A no every ghetto boy out deh a idiot

Any means necessary man a pree that

From a little tot mi head real hot

Once I was a little child

Little things that make me smile

But quickly I became a man

A don put a gun into my hand

Told me that I could live or die

I didn't know the reason why

But my gun became my toy

The story of the ghetto boy

Ghetto boy, ghetto boy,

The story of the ghetto boy

Ghetto boy, ghetto boy

The story of the ghetto boy