Sean Paul - Ghetto Alarm lyrics
Sean Paul [Sean Paul Ryan Francis Henriques] Kingston, Jamaica 🇯🇲
[Sean Paul - Ghetto Alarm lyrics]
The youth dem bawl tears and a noone cares!
Sean Paul with a wake up call hear this
Cryin cryin cryin the ghetto people crying
Have mercy!
Cying Cryin Cryin the Ghetto People Crying
It's an alarm this, It a ghetto story
We nah vote it inna star and watch it 'pon TV
It's an alarm this, It a ghetto story
You read it inna magazine and
Watch it 'pon movie
Mama she a bawl, sure she well hungry
She only have enough money fi
Go feed dem pickney
She send Steve and Johnny fi
Go find dem daddy
But daddy him junk and freaky freaky
Dem haffi walk pon the road
And beg food money
While the richman upton a dealing US currency
Now tell me now grown people
What a gwaan? ' inna we land?
Every turn weh me stand me
Only see the junk stand
Dem won't work dem only sell copper can
The one weh name Errol and
Weh come from Japan
The only thing that we is
Wash it down the drain
Hear me now crown a people master God a born
Cryin Cryin Cryin the Ghetto People Crying
Cying Cryin Cryin the Ghetto People Crying
Hear me now now Johnny him grow up and
Live 'pon the street
Policeman a only man keep up him teeth
Again him haffi dig inna the garbage fi eat
What kinda life him a live!?
Then start wicked
Dem start rob and thief and thief and con
Next thing you hear, him get conviction
Him mother run fi check
Him down a penitencian
Forward send him to war and him nah sell 21
Mama she a bawl, sure she well hungry
She only have enough money fi
Go feed dem pickney
She send Steve and Johnny fi
Go find dem daddy
But daddy him junk and freaky freaky
Dem haffi walk pon the road
And beg food money
While the richman upton a dealing US currency
Sean Paul with a wake up call hear this
Cryin cryin cryin the ghetto people crying
Have mercy!
Cying Cryin Cryin the Ghetto People Crying
It's an alarm this, It a ghetto story
We nah vote it inna star and watch it 'pon TV
It's an alarm this, It a ghetto story
You read it inna magazine and
Watch it 'pon movie
Mama she a bawl, sure she well hungry
She only have enough money fi
Go feed dem pickney
She send Steve and Johnny fi
Go find dem daddy
But daddy him junk and freaky freaky
Dem haffi walk pon the road
And beg food money
While the richman upton a dealing US currency
Now tell me now grown people
What a gwaan? ' inna we land?
Every turn weh me stand me
Only see the junk stand
Dem won't work dem only sell copper can
The one weh name Errol and
Weh come from Japan
The only thing that we is
Wash it down the drain
Hear me now crown a people master God a born
Cryin Cryin Cryin the Ghetto People Crying
Cying Cryin Cryin the Ghetto People Crying
Hear me now now Johnny him grow up and
Live 'pon the street
Policeman a only man keep up him teeth
Again him haffi dig inna the garbage fi eat
What kinda life him a live!?
Then start wicked
Dem start rob and thief and thief and con
Next thing you hear, him get conviction
Him mother run fi check
Him down a penitencian
Forward send him to war and him nah sell 21
Mama she a bawl, sure she well hungry
She only have enough money fi
Go feed dem pickney
She send Steve and Johnny fi
Go find dem daddy
But daddy him junk and freaky freaky
Dem haffi walk pon the road
And beg food money
While the richman upton a dealing US currency