Adidjahiem Records - Gangster City lyrics

[Intro] Yow Notnice....a Popcaan... You done know every man have dem purpose pon earth Doh Milla 9? You see rasta from rasta city And christian from gospel city But we come from a gangster city! [Verse 1] I'm from a place where dog eat dog, mi know 'bout living bad From mi born mi see people a starve Vendor get beat by sarge' It hurt me heart when a thug reach at di morgue, the next day him fi fly go abroad That's why me never drop my guard Nor be a victim of di sarge' I'm from a place where blood spill And nuff innocent youth get k** As morning light, gyal a quarell Them baby no nyam from morning Me nuh come from a normal town You nuh waan hear when di thing dem sound Morris code sell me di trees by pound Anuh bed we a spread fi people lie down [Chorus] We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world) All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough None of we nuh grow like girl! It's a gangster city (this crazy ol' world) All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough None of we nuh grow like girl! [Verse 2] Me never have a bag of shoes, or one sneakers Badman place but you have a lot of peepers Nuff spy and instigaters Them don't want see Poppy make di papers Man weh you grow with turn haters Nuff turn Judas 'cause them a fakers Waan mi drop like sky scrappers Sela**ie I give mi blessings weh greater To do my best 'cause inna di city a nuff pain and stress Whole heap of mi friend dem deh a MeadowRest All now them brother cyan find happiness I'm from a place where blood spill And nuff innocent youth get k** As morning light, gyal a quarell Them baby no nyam from morning Me nuh come from a normal town You nuh waan hear when di thing dem sound Morris code sell me di trees by pound Anuh bed we a spread fi people lie down [Chorus] We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world) All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough None of we nuh grow like girl! It's a gangster city (this crazy ol' world) All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough None of we nuh grow like girl! [Intro] Yow Notnice....a Popcaan... You done know every man have dem purpose pon earth Doh Milla 9? You see rasta from rasta city And christian from gospel city But we come from a gangster city! [Chorus] We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world) All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough None of we nuh grow like girl! It's a gangster city (this crazy ol' world) All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough None of we nuh grow like girl!