Cham

I remember those days when hell was my home
When, mi & mama bed was a big piece a foam
And mi never like bathe & ma hair never comb
When mama gone a work, me guh street guh roam
I remember when Danny dem tek mi snow cone
An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome
I remember when wi visit dem wid pure big stone
An di bwoy danny pop off supm weh full chrome
I remember when wi run, Fatta get him knee blown
An mi best frend Richie get 2 ina him dome
I remember a suh di avenue turn ina war zone
An Mikey madda fly him out caa she get a loan
But Mikey guh to foreign & guh turn Al Capone
Mek whole heap a money & sen een our own
Now a wi a lock di city & that is well known
Yesterday Mikey call mi pon mi phone, mi seh Mikey.
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Wi get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi sqeeze seven & di whole a dem a duck now
Wi have whole heap a extra clip caa wi nuh bruk now
Raa, raa, raa, raa
Wi get di ting dem suh, dem afi rate wi
Caa wi a tek it dem wicked of lately
An now di whole comunity a live greatly
Raa, raa, raa, raa.
I remember bout eighty jamaica explode
When a trinity & tony hewitt dem a run road
Dat a long before Laing dem & even Bigga Ford
When Adams dem a corporal nuh know di roadcode
I remember when wi rob di Chiney shop down di road
An rumour have it seh di Chiney man have a sword
But, wi did have a one pop weh mek outta board
Suh yuh know di next day mama pot overload
I remember when wi stick di poll clerks
An dump di ballot box pon tivoli outskirts
An hold a plane ticket & guh chill over turks
When mi come back a still ina di hole mi a lerks
I remember those days when informer Derks
Get one ina him face & wi nuh get nuh perks
Caa di bigga heads dem are a couple of jerks
Caa a dem a get di money when a we mash di works (but)
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Jamaica get screwed true greed & glutton
Politics manipulate & push youths button
But wi rich now, suh dem caa tell man nuttn
Caa a we a mek, mama nyam fish & mutton
Hey, over deh suh mek mi tell unu supm
True mi deh a foreign now I guy kill mi cousin
Yo mi hear seh T did deh deh but him seh him wasnt
Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen
(Caa)
Cho
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