Born & Raised in the Ghetto
Vybz Kartel Lyrics


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Society forsake we
Dem no feel the pain wi feel
The system no really care
If wi live or wi die
Laugh or we cry
If a sad mi start try

(1)
Like the phone mi, mi life a flash
The way time fly so fast mi no wear no watch
Mi youth waan go school mi no have no cash
Mi insane like the mad man weh search the trash
Hey, mi black empress a sell punash
The way gogo club ram no collage match
Police dem pon the ghetto youth like bandage patch
A four month dem remanding fi the bag wid stash
Why mi haffi strap up every night so hard
Mi wonder if death pretty caw life suh hard
Eternity a hell a must my reward
Caw mi a hustle fi mi vehicle and must buy mi yard

Mi have the member one criminal record
A true Jamaica even pore a that's why life tek hard
Every youth fi get a visa fi gwaan a yard
Cause wi deh yah suh a suffer like a maga dog

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I was born and raise in the ghetto
Teacher was born and raise in the garrison
Nuff youths dead, more a suffer
Ghetto youths deserve better

(2)
Mi decide seh mi nah turn cruff
So mi link Leng a big yard and buy some stuff
In a bills a 50 bag mi wrapped dem up
The first day mi touch the road feds lock mi up
But wa, mi nah meck no bwoy….mi up
Mi prefer hustle and rob fi that
Mi buss
Mi nah bow fi drive no car mi prefer hop the buss
Cause a suh ghetto youth full a pride
Mi pore but sell out life is not fi us
Down a maggin crescent, dawgy strop mi first
Cause food haffi ever in a pot fi us
And a the road mi a touch out…fi rust
Me love the youth dem suh mi teaching dem
But no, not like the pastor wid the preaching dem
Mi tell dem seh don't rob nothing petty
Rob supn fi yo rich
Like Matterlon unleashing dem

(Repeat )
I was born and raise in the ghetto
Teacher was born and raise in the garrison
Nuff youths dead, more a suffer
Ghetto youths deserve better

(Repeat )
Society forsake we
Dem no feel the pain wi feel
The system no really care
If wi live or wi die
Laugh or we cry
If a sad mi start try

(Repeat )
I was born and raise in the ghetto
Teacher was born and raise in the garrison




Nuff youths dead, more a suffer
Ghetto youths deserve better

Overall Meaning

In this song, Vybz Kartel talks about the challenges faced by people living in the ghetto. The first verse talks about how society has forsaken them and how the system doesn't care about their lives. He talks about the struggles he faced growing up, such as not having money to send his children to school and resorting to illegal activities to make ends meet. He also speaks about the police targeting young people in the ghetto and how they are often locked up for long periods of time without a fair trial. He wonders why he has to live in constant fear of death and reflects on how hard life is.


In the second verse, Vybz Kartel talks about his personal experiences of trying to make a better life for himself. He talks about how he decided not to turn to a life of crime and instead bought and sold items to make a living. However, the police still locked him up on false charges, but he refused to give up and continued to hustle to provide for himself and his family. He speaks about how important it is for young people in the ghetto to have role models who will teach them the right ways to earn a living and not resort to petty crime. The chorus repeats the message that ghetto youths deserve better and that society needs to care more about their struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

Society forsake we
Society has abandoned us


Dem no feel the pain wi feel
They do not feel the pain we feel


The system no really care
The system does not really care


If wi live or wi die
If we live or die


Laugh or we cry
Whether we laugh or cry


If a sad mi start try
If I try to be sad


Like the phone mi, mi life a flash
My life is like a fast-flashing phone


The way time fly so fast mi no wear no watch
Time goes by so fast that I do not wear a watch


Mi youth waan go school mi no have no cash
My child wants to go to school, but I do not have any money


Mi insane like the mad man weh search the trash
I am crazy like the man who searches the trash


Hey, mi black empress a sell punash
Hey, my black empress is selling her body


The way gogo club ram no collage match
The busy gogo club has no match for college


Police dem pon the ghetto youth like bandage patch
Police are on the ghetto youth like a band-aid patch


A four month dem remanding fi the bag wid stash
They are detaining them for four months for the stash of goods


Why mi haffi strap up every night so hard
Why do I have to arm myself so much every night?


Mi wonder if death pretty caw life suh hard
I wonder if death is beautiful because life is so hard


Eternity a hell a must my reward
My reward must be an eternity in hell


Caw mi a hustle fi mi vehicle and must buy mi yard
Because I am hustling for my vehicle and have to buy my own house


Mi have the member one criminal record
I have a criminal record


A true Jamaica even pore a that's why life tek hard
It's true in Jamaica even the poor have a hard life


Every youth fi get a visa fi gwaan a yard
Every young person should get a visa to leave the country


Cause wi deh yah suh a suffer like a maga dog
Because we are here suffering like thin dogs


I was born and raised in the ghetto
I was born and grew up in the ghetto


Teacher was born and raised in the garrison
The teacher grew up in the garrison


Nuff youths dead, more a suffer
Many youths are dead, and more are suffering


Ghetto youths deserve better
Ghetto youths deserve a better life


Mi decide seh mi nah turn cruff
I decided that I will not be a criminal


So mi link Leng a big yard and buy some stuff
So I linked Leng, bought some things and got a big yard


In a bills a 50 bag mi wrapped dem up
I wrapped up some money in a $50 bill


The first day mi touch the road feds lock mi up
On the first day I hit the streets, the authorities arrested me


But wa, mi nah meck no bwoy….mi up
But I am not going to let any guy get the best of me


Mi prefer hustle and rob fi that
I prefer to hustle and rob for that


Mi buss, mi nah bow fi drive no car mi prefer hop the buss
I am making it and I am not going to bow down to anyone. I prefer to ride the bus instead of driving a car


Cause a suh ghetto youth full a pride
Because we, the ghetto youth, have a lot of pride


Mi pore but sell out life is not fi us
I am poor, but I will not sell out. Life is not for us to waste


Down a maggin crescent, dawgy strop mi first
Down at Maggin Crescent, the dog was the first to stop me


Cause food haffi ever in a pot fi us
Because we need to have food in a pot all the time


And a the road mi a touch out…fi rust
And I am touching the road, trying to gain some experience


Me love the youth dem suh mi teaching dem
I love the youth so much that I am teaching them


But no, not like the pastor wid the preaching dem
But no, not like the pastor who preaches


Mi tell dem seh don't rob nothing petty
I tell them not to steal anything of little value


Rob supn fi yo rich
Steal something that will make you rich


Like Matterlon unleashing dem
Like Matterlon is unleashing them




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