Alicia Keys - Ghetto Story Chapter 2 lyrics

Here's my ghetto story (story) Been in hell through the fire Now we, gonna take it higher Here's my survival story (story) So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys to the kingdom I remember those days when hell was my home When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb When Mama gone a work me go street go roam I remember when Danny dem take me snow cone An make him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome I remember when we run Fatta get him knee blown An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome I remember so the avenue tun inna war zone An Mikey madda fly him out, cause she get a loan But, Mikey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known Yesterday Mikey call me pan mi phone Mi say Mikey We get di ting dem dem outta luck now Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now We have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruke no Rah, rah, rah, rah We got the kingdom so we got to make way We take it from the bottom to the top baby And now the whole community can live greatly Rah, rah, rah, rah I remember those days when we was dead broke an I could barely find a dolla for a token Hop in the train to just get where I'm going Hobos after me, runnin' like I'm smokin' Remember those days when I went to bed hungry All I ever ate was white rice and honey Big dreams in my head empty my tummy Might crack a smile but ain't nothin' funny I remember playin' over needles in the streets Everywhere I go a man want some part of me Dirty Dirty hookas and hoes on 11th avenue Sellin' bodies for doh Remember cryin' sayin' that will never be me Gonna make it someday gonna be somebody Say mommy donâ??t worry cause its just u and me One day we will get out of this misery (hey!) We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now We have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk no Rah, rah, rah, rah We got the kingdom so we got to make way We take it from the bottom to the top baby And now the whole community can live greatly Rah, rah, rah, rah Here's my ghetto story (story) Been in hell through the fire Now we, gonna take it higher Here's my survival story (story) So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys to the kingdom Jamaica get screw tru greed an glutton Politics manipulate and press yutes bu*ton But we rich now so dem caan tell man notin Cause a we a mek Mama a nyaam Fish an Mutton, hey Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in, Tru' mi dey a foreign now a guy k** me cousin An mi here sey T did deh deh but him say he wasn't Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen Cause We get di ting dem Dem outta luck now Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now We have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now Rah, rah, rah, rah We got the kingdom so we got to make way We take it from the bottom to the top baby And now the whole community can live greatly Rah, rah, rah, rah I remember those days when hell was my home (oh) When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb (i remember) When Mama gone a work me go street go roam (hey) I remember when Danny dem take me snow cone (hey) An make him licke bredda dem kick up Jerome (hey I remember) I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone (hey) An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome (I remember) I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown (hey) An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome (hey I remember) I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone (hey) An, Mikey madda fly him out, cause she get a loan (hey) But, Mikey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone (hey) Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own (hey) Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known (hey) Yesterday Mikey call me pan mi phone Me say Mikey