Ghetto Story Chapter 2 (Feat. Alicia Keys)

Here's my ghetto story (story) (this a survival story)
Been in hell, through the fire (true ghetto story)
Now, gonna take it higher
Here's my survival story (story) (this is my story)
So many reasons to sing now (real ghetto story, hey)
Plus 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 tek me snow cone
An mek 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 warzone
An Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan
But Mickey 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 Mickey call me pan mi phone, mi say Mickey

We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now (this a survival story)
We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (true ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)

We got the kingdom, so we have to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (this is my story)
And now the whole community can live greatly (real ghetto story)
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

I remember those days when we was dead broke
And I could barely find a dollar for a token
Hop in the train just to get where I'm goin'
Po po's after me, I'm 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 street
Everywhere I go, a man want some part of me
13, 13 was hookers and hoes
On 11th Avenue, sellin' bodies for dope (whoa)
Remember cryin', sayin' that will never be me
Gonna make it someday, gotta be somebody
Say, mommy, don't worry, it's just you and me
But 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 (this a survival story)
We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (true ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)

We got the kingdom, so we have to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (this is my story)
And now the whole community can live greatly (real ghetto story)
(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 now
Plus now we got the keys to the kingdom

Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton
Politics manipulate and press yutes button
But we rich now, so dem caan tell man notin'
'Cause a we a mek Mama a nyaam fish an mutton, ehh
Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in
Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin
An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasn't
Anytime mi fly down him a get 'bout dozen, 'cause

We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now (hey)
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (now, now, now, now)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)

We got the kingdom, so we have to make way (you got to make way)
We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (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
When Mama gone a work me go street go roam (hey)
I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone (hey)
An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome (hey)
I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone (hey)
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 warzone
An Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan
But Mickey 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 Mickey call me pan mi phone, mi say Mickey