Letras
Here's my ghetto story (story) (this a survival story)
Been in hell, through the fire (true ghetto story)
Now, gonna take it higher
Here's my survival story (story) (this is my story)
So many reasons to sing now (real ghetto story, hey)
Plus now we got the keys to the kingdom
I remember those days when hell was my home
When me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam
An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb
When Mama gone a work me go street go roam
I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone
An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome
I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone
An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome
I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown
An mi best friend Richie get two inna him dome
I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone
An Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan
But Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own
Now a we a lock the city and that is well-known
Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone, mi say Mickey
We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now (this a survival story)
We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (true ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)
We got the kingdom, so we have to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (this is my story)
And now the whole community can live greatly (real ghetto story)
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)
I remember those days when we was dead broke
And I could barely find a dollar for a token
Hop in the train just to get where I'm goin'
Po po's after me, I'm runnin' like I'm smokin'
Remember those days when I went to bed hungry
All I ever ate was white rice and honey
Big dreams in my head, empty my tummy
Might crack a smile, but ain't nothin' funny
I remember playin' over needles in the street
Everywhere I go, a man want some part of me
13, 13 was hookers and hoes