Born & Raised
Smif-N-Wessun
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Dem say a how we live, make we no know better, ya
In a di rainy, rainy weather
We a guard it pon di border
We have fi hold di order
Still you know we deh pon we own
From we a likkle we a search fi bone
No make no bwoy come tek we throne
We have fi hold it strong, ya
I was born and raised
In a place every day where bullets no stop rain
I was born and raised
With a fifth in a mi mouth and a gun pon mi waist
I was born and raised
By di pimps and di hustlers, di homeless, di strays
I was born and raised
To no recognize love, only hate
Rude boy grew up in the year '92
Running 'round, doing what them rude boy do
Wanna be a bad man (Bad man)
He was brought up in the badlands (Badlands)
Never knew his father, no one there to give him guidance
Started smoking marijuana, hanging out, having all nighters
But, his mommy never liked this (Nah)
She told him, "I won't go visit you in Rikers"
She said, "You never wan' go Rikers Island" (Nah)
He caught a charge for carrying a gun
For some it's rites of passage
To the streets we make a marriage
Concrete jungle with the savages
We facing different challenges
Only the strong will survive
Living in the belly
'Cause the beast swallowed you alive
Preachers couldn't save him
But a gangster still prays
Keep it humble when you hustle, live to see another day
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
I was born and raised
In a place every day where bullets no stop rain
I was born and raised
With a fifth in a mi mouth and a gun pon mi waist
I was born and raised
By di pimps and di hustlers, di homeless, di strays
I was born and raised
To no recognize love, only hate
What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (A bad man)
That's the type of company he keep
They say the energy is circulated
Vibes get communicated
The actions and the mannerism imitated (Come on)
Sharp dressed (Sharp dressed), Jah blessed (Jah blessed)
When you see him, salute your highness (Salute)
He's more than fifteen out his daddy's sack
Him was a true gun monsoon, come from that
Raised in the ghetto singing songs of survival
Where we learn to conquer fears and our friends become our rivals
It's a concrete jungle where the savage rules (Iya)
And violence begets violence, wha' you do?
Live fast, die young
You never know when the death angel come (No)
Life is shorter than a midget on the curbside (Uh-huh)
So, live up your life and enjoy the ride (Yeah, yeah)
I was born and raised
In a place every day where bullets no stop rain
I was born and raised
With a fifth in a mi mouth and a gun pon mi waist
I was born and raised
By di pimps and di hustlers, di homeless, di strays
I was born and raised
To no recognize love, only hate
I was born and raised
In a place every day where bullets no stop rain
I was born and raised
With a fifth in a mi mouth and a gun pon mi waist
I was born and raised
By di pimps and di hustlers, di homeless, di strays
I was born and raised
To no recognize love, only hate