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