Rain Again کے بول

Mi haffi stop school my momma wasnt working And my daddy passed on I got my first tool when I was thirteen an mi a run the place warm Then I got older and found myself a wife Struggling daily to have a better life Now I am riding for a fall With my back against the wall All when mi hungry mi try stand tall Anytime mi hear mi pickney dem bawl Mi brethren CHO Gunshot start rain again I dont wanna be a memory But I see no better solution Man an man a get while again Society nuh know what to do This is the sign of a revolution Like wondering sheep with very few choices Thats how it is in the slum Constant abuse by negative voices Treated like a scum Hopeless and desperate they also getting cold Anger and hatred is starting to unfold Now that crime is at your door Its not a ghetto thing no more Now you have to share their pain There's nobody you can blame Cause a unnuh mek CHO From Top