Survivor…..
Yh
Ya Dan know hundred percent ah represent fi lite up..🔥
Well it hurts me hard to see…
When mi see the likkle pickni Dem,Dem hustle Pon the street…
Mi feel so sad fi believe…
Mama crying everyday,cus there’s nothing haffi eat…..
It’s like society don’t care bout we like….
Them wan see we fail,them wan see we die…
Politician policies ah turn to a lie…
No money inna the system,so nothing haffi buy…….
A bigup every hustler man ah ready fi survive….
See the ghetto youth ah Dem ah search fi the paradise….
Dem sense more trouble when the youth Dem arise…
Why we police and we soldier Dem ah trumple Pon we right….
The government turn a deaf ear to we cry…
Dem no care whether we clothes Dem clean,wet or dry…..
We dream ah shut down,no matter how we try…..
But we cyaan haffi sit down and watch the ocean dry….
Chorus….
So we live like a gangster and die like a gangster…
None ah Dem,ah give we food,fi satisfy weena hunger…
The journey ah so long,but we never fi surrender…
Bad man fi the top,anadwo kraa yenda…. 2*
Second verse…
Mi memba mi daddy always tol me seh, everyman fi himself ah Jah fi us all…..
But him no know sey no matter how the intimidation, united we stand divided we fall…..
The elders no wan fi listen to we calls…
Discrimination about here the rich and the poor…
Them have money haffi always fly go foreign,but them never ever have money, haffi feed the poor…..
Chorus..
2*
Third verse…..
Ghetto youth stand up for the truth..
Open all your ears and listen to the truth…..
The MP’s promised a lot but we don’t know what’s the proof…..
For building a better place, that’s up to me and you…..
So ghetto youth, stand up for the truth..
Open all your ears and listen to the truth…
Dem no want ghetto youth ah own car and houses and make ah we mama Dem proud of we to……..
