(Chorus)
How many gyal out a road diss them man true money
Many many, many many
How many youth sell them soul out a road true money
Many many, many many
True money nough a them get funny
Drive by and shoot them friend inna a likkle old sunny
How many pastors take away collection money
Many many, many many
(Verse 1)
The world a get bloody caw the greed of money
Politician meck the youth them have killing as hubby
As the likkle fun start them send police fi done hi
A bare wasp deh yah now wi cyaa get no honey
Mi cyaa believe the ghetto youths a lose them way
Nough man diss them gyal and gone do the other way
The cable and the net meck the youth them a stray
Nough a them have to go run weh if night turn day
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(Verse 2)
Nough a them naw go like it when mi talk
Caw mi talk the truth and mi no care who a wrath
Caw you could a brandish the eagle and the ark
Mi no fear cause mi know seh a Jah, Jah, a mi staff
Caw life hard but no sell out yo soul
If you pure inna yo heart that’s better than gold
Remember the half have never being told
Mi waan know this before mi fold
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(Repeat Verse 1)
(Repeat Chorus)
