Born and Raised Mavado

[Intro]
DASECA
Rasta
Wooee
No
No one
No one feels our pain
You're driving the poor insane
Insane

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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