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    Born And Raised
    
    
    (Dasecka)  Rasta  Wooy  No, no one   No one feel our pain  It driving the 
poor insane, insane   Me a 
talk 'bout the 
poor, the 
poverty and the 
pressure  Can't tek it no more, too much youth 'pon stretcher  Dem no really want fi see d 
ghetto youth dem richer  So dem plan fi kill we out and tek we out a the 
pitcher  Ghetto youths, don't be no snitcher  Ghetto girls jus' be wise and don't be no bitcher  Keep your eyes on the 
prize and on the 
star that glitter  Keep your head and get a 
job I 
don't you sitta  'Cause I'm not from this place, you know I'm just a 
visitor  And to how me see the 
race a 
run, it's gon' be bitter  For the 
strongest a the 
strongest and the 
fit a the 
fitter  I 
was born and raised to be no quitter   I 
was born and raised enuh  In the 
ghetto for years and years enuh  My people cry tears and tears enuh  No food for days and days enuh  I 
was born and raised enuh  In the 
ghetto for years and years enuh  No food for days and days enuh  My people cry tears and tears enuh   They ask where I've been  I 
said I've never been shopping  All I 
see is a 
coffin  Don't ask 'bout [?] shot him   It's just the 
way of the 
system  They eradicate every victim  Just keep the 
faith, I'm insisting  All my beautiful people, are you listening   I 
was born and raised enuh  In the 
ghetto for years and years enuh  My people cry tears and tears enuh  No food for days and days enuh  I 
was born and raised enuh  In the 
ghetto for years and years enuh  No food for days and days enuh  My people cry tears and tears enuh   No one feels our pain  (No one feels our pain that we're feeling)  (Pain, that we're feeling)  It driving the 
poor insane, insane, yeah  (You can never know, if only God reveals it)  It's getting to my brain  (It's getting to my brain)  ('Cause no else can feel the 
pain)  And the 
bigger heads dem talk we things, just the 
same  (Only talk about the 
change)  (Everything remains the 
same)   I 
was born and raised enuh  In the 
ghetto for years and years enuh  My people cry tears and tears enuh  No food for days and days enuh  I 
was born and raised enuh  In the 
ghetto for years and years enuh  No food for days and days enuh  My people cry tears and tears enuh  
 
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