"Ghetto Life" lyrics

Ghetto vibe is getting dredder than dread
Big tug and war game a' play
The strongest eat the bread
Ghetto vibes is getting redder than red
Big tug and war game a' play
The strongest eat the bread

'Cause on the battlefield, yeah yeah
That's where yuh children play
One have to constantly pray
A love one won't be blown away

Ghetto life, getting redder than red
Big tug and war game a' play
Strongest eat the bread
Ghetto vibes is getting redder than red
Big tug and war game a' play
Strongest eat the bread

And to all di place a' run
I an' I caan' have no fun
Just tru' di vibes of the gun, why why
Another black brother's going down

Ghetto vibe, getting redder than red, ah
Big tug and war game a' play
The strongest eat the bread
Ghetto vibes, is getting redder than red
Big tug and war game a' play
Strongest eat the bread

Jailhouse and death they get for their pay
Woah a' woah a' woah
Some sell out and some betray
Along along di way eh yeah
Yes a' so di ghetto stay I know
Yes a' so di ghetto stay
I could explain all day
Still there is a lot more tings to say

Ghetto life is getting redder than red
Big tug and war game a' play
The strongest eat the bread
Ghetto life, getting redder than red
Big tug and war game a' play
The strongest eat the bread

Take a prowl down the lane
Rude bwoy a' hold him corners
With their face under pain
Dying to hold informer
Informer inform and run left him house and gone
Rude bwoy word pass on
Before di day it coulda done, yay
And to all di place a' run an run
I an' I can have no fun
Just tru di vibes of di gun
Another black brother