BRAMMA - GHETTO MAN DREAM | Текст песни

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• GHETTO MAN DREAM

(intro)
this a fi di youths pon di corna(cornaa)
society a judge woohh na naaa
this a fi di youths inna di scheme
weh dont got nuttn but a dream
ah brammaa

(verse 1)
as a kid comin up a did lot a cryy
some man weh seh dem bad no dem bad back a timee
mi madda used to bawl and cry a lot of time
she beg mi lock weh mind
cause she waan some piece of minee

and even when mi tell you seh it rough
coming up mi tell you seh mi life it did tough
yeah but ambition mek wi nah go tun nuh cruff
each ?? mi waan di money nuff

(chorus)
hold this a ghetto man dream
a ghetto man storyyy
big up youths weh hustle fi di glory
we nah bow and sell out
a hustle man a hustle fi di food inna di throat
this a ghetto man dream
a ghetto man storyyy
big up youths weh hustle fi di glory
we nah bow and sell out
a hustle bramma hustle fi di food inna di throat yeah

(verse 2)
mi know weh hungry feel like mek mi tell you this
when mi look and pree life and mi reminisce
through we do as weh we like no benedits
dem terrorize wi and dem style wi as terrorist
mr jacket and tie weh di benefits

likkle youths weh own homeless and a nuhpromises
unno style wi as quarters unno prejudices
to every corner every premises

(chorus)
hold this a ghetto man dream
a ghetto man storyyy
big up youths weh hustle fi di glory
we nah bow and sell out
a hustle man a hustle fi di food inna di throat
this a ghetto man dream
a ghetto man storyyy
big up youths weh hustle fi di glory
we nah bow and sell out
a hustle man a hustle fi di food inna di throat

(verse 3)
yo mek mi tell you now all di fax
when wi hustle pon di corna we cyan relax
cah nuff time mi see di neighbours call di cops
we thanks fi snap
and dem waan wi box yeah
we nah beg a di lord we aks
when di war fi start nothing so wi try fi aks
grow ruff so no bwoy cyan call wi stops
??????

(chorus)
hold this a ghetto man dream
a ghetto man storyyy
big up youths weh hustle fi di glory
we nah bow and sell out
a hustle man a hustle fi di food inna di throat
this a ghetto man dream
a ghetto man storyyy
big up youths weh hustle fi di glory
we nah bow and sell out
a hustle man a hustle fi di food inna di throat

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