Mavado - Born and Raised lyrics

DASECA rasta
Wooee no
No one no one feels our pain
You're driving the poor insane insane

Me a talk 'bout the poor, the poverty
And the pressure can't take it no more
Too much youth pon stretcher
Dem no really want fi see
The ghetto youth dem richer
So dem plan fi kill we out and
Take we out of the picture
Ghetto youths, don't be no snitch-a
Ghetto girls
Just be wise and don't be no bitch-a
Keep your eyes on the prize
Be the star that glitter
Keep your head up, get a job
I don't want you sit-a
'Cause I'm not from this place
You know I'm just a visiter
And to how me see the race a run
It's gon' be bitter
For the strongest of the strongest
And the fit of 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 me how I've been
I say, I've never been shopping
All I see is a coffin
Don't ask about Mark, police 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 else can feel the
Pain that we're feeling)
Pain that we're feeling
Driving the poor insane
(You would never know, only if God reveal it)
Yeah it's getting to my brain
(Now it's getting to my brain
'cause no else can feel the pain)
And the bigger heads a talk and
Things are just the same
(Only talking 'bout 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

Born and raised cry tears for days
Born and raised cry tears for days