Beatnick - Born and Raised lyrics

[Jr. Kelly] Dem seh a how we live mek we nuh know better yah Inna di rainy rainy weather, we a guarded 'pon di border We haffi hol' di order Still yuh know we dere 'pon we own Cau' we a likkle, we a search for gold Nuh mek no bwoy come take we throne We haffi hol' it strong, yah! Chorus: I was born and raised In a place everyday where bullets nuh stop reign I was born and raised Wit' a spliff inna mi mout' and a gun 'pon me waist I was born and raised By di pimps an' di hustlers, the homeless, the strays I was born and raised to know, recognize, slow all di hate [Steele (Tek)] Rudebwoy grown upon his own damn two Runnin' 'round doin' what the rudebwoy do Wanna be a bad man He was born up in the badland Never knew his father No one there to give him guidance Started smokin' marijuana Hanging out, having all nighters His mommy never liked it She told him I won't come visit you in Rikers She said: you never wan' go Rikers Island He caught a charge for carrying a gun For some it's rites of pa**age (To the streets we make a marriage) Concrete jungle with the savages (We facin' different challenges) Only the strong will survive (Living in the belly) ‘cause the beast swallow you alive Preaches couldn't save him (but a gangster still prays) Keep the humble when you hustle Live to see another day [Chorus: Jr. Kelly] I was born and raised In a place everyday where bullets nuh stop reign I was born and raised Wit' a spliff inna mi mout' and a gun 'pon me waist I was born and raised By di pimps an' di hustlers, the homeless, the strays I was born and raised to know, recognize, slow all di hate [Tek (Steele)] What type of n***a, slang and bang in the streets? (A bad man) That's the type of company you keep They say the energy gets circulated (Vibes get communicated) The actions and the mannerisms imitated Sharp dressed (Jah Bless) When you see 'em salute your highness (Salute!) He's one of fifteen out his daddy's sack Him was a true gun man so him come from that Raised in the ghetto singin' songs of survival Where we learn to conquer fears and our friends become our rivals It's a concrete jungle where the savage rules And violence begets violence, wah yuh do? Live fast, die young You never know when the d**h angel come Life is shorter than a midget on the curbside So, lift up your life and enjoy the ride [Chorus: Jr. Kelly (2x)] I was born and raised In a place everyday where bullets nuh stop reign I was born and raised Wit' a spliff inna mi mout' and a gun 'pon me waist I was born and raised By di pimps an' di hustlers, the homeless, the strays I was born and raised to know, recognize, slow all di hate