Ghetto Story Remix
Baby Cham Lyrics

Here's my, ghetto story
This is the story of my experience in the ghetto

Been in hell through the fire, now, gonna take it higher
Despite experiencing hardships, I am determined to succeed

See I was born poor like many men who didn't have notin
I, like many others, was born into poverty and had nothing

Came to America trying to make sometin' outta sometin'
I came to America in hopes of creating a better life for myself

See we Africans we love huntin'
As an African, I am ambitious and determined to succeed

Found my way up to da top like it wasn't nothing
I was able to climb up the social ladder with ease

And hooked up wit some Puerto Ricans up in Jersey
I formed relationships with Puerto Ricans while living in Jersey

We use to be call laa baw and pot see
We were known by the nicknames Laa Baw and Pot See

Had a lot after sometin after union cityyyy
I had a lot of something (most likely money) after being in Union City

In a couple of projects in NYC
I lived in a few different projects around New York City

I remember those days when Hell was my home
I recall a time when living in the ghetto felt like a personal hell

When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam
My mother and I shared a bed made of one large piece of foam

An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb
At that time, I didn't enjoy showering and didn't take care of my hair

When Mama gone a work me go street go roam
While my mother was at work, I would wander around on the streets

I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone
I recall a time when Danny bought me a snow cone

An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome
He had his younger brother kick another boy named Jerome

I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone
During a visit with others, we brought large stones

An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome
Danny then pulled out a gun with a shiny exterior

But dats no betta than to play around me
Playing games around me wasn't wise

And knew I kept the AK displayed around me
I had an AK-47 around me at all times

And I moved out to da eight to find more cheese
I moved to section 8 housing to earn more money

And I found out Cars make more dan Weeed
I learned that selling cars is more lucrative than selling weed

But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mickey went to a foreign country and became like Al Capone

Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own
He made a lot of money and sent some back to us

Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known
We now have control of the city and everyone knows it

I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone
I recall a time when the avenue turned into a warzone

An, Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan
Mickey's mother was able to fly him out of the area because she received a loan

Wi get di ting dem Dem outta luck now Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now (This a Survial Story) Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now (True Ghetto Story) Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah
We have weapons and are not to be messed with. We have plenty of ammunition for them too. We are survivors who come from the ghetto.

We got the kingdom so we have to make way We take it from the bottom to the top baby And now the whole community can live greatly
Our success is a result of working hard to improve our community. We've taken our community from the bottom to the top and are now able to live better lives.

I remember those days when, we was dead broke
I recall a time when we didn't have any money

And, I could barely find a, dollar for a token
I could hardly afford transportation

Hop in the train just to get where I'm goin
I would take the train just to get to where I needed to go

Po Po's after me I'm runnin like I'm smokin
I was always on the run from the police

All I ever ate was white rice and honey
I only had access to white rice and honey for meals

Big dreams in my head empty my tummy
Although I had big dreams, I was still hungry and struggling to survive

I remember playin over needles in the street
I have memories of playing in streets littered with discarded needles

Everywhere I go and there was some part of me
I carried a sense of my environment with me everywhere I went

Thirteen thirteen was, hookers and hoes
The area I lived in had many prostitutes

On 11th avenue sellin bodies for dope (Whoa)
Prostitutes sold their bodies for drugs on 11th avenue

Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton Politics manipulate and press yutes button But we rich now ,so dem caan tell man notin Cuz a we a mek Mama a nyaam Fish an Mutton..Ehhhh
Jamaica's youth was taken advantage of by greedy politicians, but now that we are wealthy, they can no longer hold us back. We are able to provide for our families and enjoy luxuries like fish and mutton.

Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in...
Let me tell you something about over there...

Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin
Since I am abroad, someone killed my cousin

An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasnt
I've heard that TD is there, but he denies it

Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen....Cause......
Whenever I fly down there, I give him about a dozen punches...because...