Rasta Wooy No, no one No one feel our pain It driving the poor insane, insane Me a talk 'bout the poor, the poverty and the pressure Can't tek it no more, too much youth 'pon stretcher Dem no really want fi see d ghetto youth dem richer So dem plan fi kill we out and tek we out a the pitcher Ghetto youths, don't be no snitcher Ghetto girls jus' be wise and don't be no bitcher Keep your eyes on the prize and on the star that glitter Keep your head and get a job I don't you sitta 'Cause I'm not from this place, you know I'm just a visitor And to how me see the race a run, it's gon' be bitter For the strongest a the strongest and the fit a the fitter I was born and raised to be no quitter I was born and raised enuh In the ghetto for years and years enuh My people cry tears and tears enuh No food for days and days enuh I was born and raised enuh In the ghetto for years and years enuh No food for days and days enuh My people cry tears and tears enuh They ask where I've been I said I've never been shopping All I see is a coffin Don't ask 'bout [?] shot him It's just the way of the system They eradicate every victim Just keep the faith, I'm insisting All my beautiful people, are you listening I was born and raised enuh In the ghetto for years and years enuh My people cry tears and tears enuh No food for days and days enuh I was born and raised enuh In the ghetto for years and years enuh No food for days and days enuh My people cry tears and tears enuh No one feels our pain (No one feels our pain that we're feeling) (Pain, that we're feeling) It driving the poor insane, insane, yeah (You can never know, if only God reveals it) It's getting to my brain (It's getting to my brain) ('Cause no else can feel the pain) And the bigger heads dem talk we things, just the same (Only talk about the change) (Everything remains the same) I was born and raised enuh In the ghetto for years and years enuh My people cry tears and tears enuh No food for days and days enuh I was born and raised enuh In the ghetto for years and years enuh No food for days and days enuh My people cry tears and tears enuh

The wind blows hard across the Texas plains Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playin' in the burnin' sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls but just one comes The other one runs With a Christian sense of wrong and right We were born and raised in black and white One learned to pray, one loved to fight We were born and raised in black and white We were born and raised in black and white Brother took to the gospel road Spent his whole live saving souls When he looked at me, his blood ran cold He didn't even try I had no dreams, I had no plans But a gun felt good in my right hand The warden asked, "How come you killed that man?" I said, "I don't know why" "Welcome home," said the hot moonlight We were born and raised in black and white One lives to pray, one prays for life We were born and raised in black and white We were born and raised in black and white Someone handed me a cigarette They offered me my last request I asked my mortal soul be blessed By someone close to me He came to me with trembling hands He swore he'd never understand I said it's just what life had planned It's destiny Don't waste your tears on me tonight We were born and raised in black and white I chose the dark, you chased the light We were born and raised in black and white We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas plains Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain

I was eight and he was late in life But still as sharp as that old Case knife That lives inside the pocket of his working shirt They never made a car he couldn't fix They never spent long up on bricks Always charged a little less than he was worth Ain't too many like him on this earth People say I'm like my dad Hey, I can't argue with that After all we're both cut from that same Carhartt canvas cloth So if we look you in the eye and shake your hand too tight Well, the truth is we're both trying to be Like the man who raised the man who raised me He took and taught me how to cast a line And the way to say grace at suppertime And how to handle and respect a loaded gun Heard the war made Grandpa tough Guess the grandkids softened him up 'Cause he never really was that hard on us Nothing like my aunts and uncles claim he was People say I'm like my dad Hey, I can't argue with that After all we're both cut from that same Carhartt canvas cloth So if we look you in the eye and shake your hand too tight Well, the truth is we're both trying to be Like the man who raised the man who raised me How to keep and treat a woman And cherish fifty years of moments People say I'm like my dad Hey, I can't argue with that After all we're both cut from that same Carhartt canvas cloth And when that sad day rolls around and he's lowered in the ground I hope they all can look at me and see The man who raised the man who raised me He raised me

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