Eek-A-Mouse

Ghetto Living

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Beng geng gedda ba-oing
Geng geng gedda ba-oing
Gen gen gedda ba-oing
Gen gen gedda ba-oing
Gen gen gedda ba-oing
A den a den ye-en, ben!

Down in the ghetto is where I gro-ow
Pain and tribulation all I kno-ow
Mommy and daddy all we a live poo-or
Wha make we a feel suffer so-o, eh

Storm it come, blow down the do-or
Rain a blow through my one windo-ow
Shoes tear up, toe jus a sho-ow
Jah kno-ow, eh, ja kno-ow, eh!

Mi na kno-ow
jah no mi no kno-ow, jah no jah no mi no kno-ow
jah know mi no kno-ow, jah know mi no kno-ow
jah know mi no kno-ow, jah know mi no kno-ow, eh!

Fi mi muma tell mi don't rob no store
Else police beat me make me back sore
She tell all daughter "don't turn a whore"
Just take this suff-er-a-tion so-oo, eh!

Five pon da bed, four 'roun da flo-or
When we a go de mi no know no-oh-oh-oh
Muma just a ball, pupa jus a ba-all,
The greatest crime is to be poor.
ay-ay dedduh mo-oing....

[Instrumental]

Down in the ghetto is where I gro-ow
Pain and tribulation all I kno-ow
Mommy and daddy all a we live poo-or
Wha make we a feel suffer so-o, eh!

Storm it come, blow down the do-or
Rain a blow through the one windo-ow
Five pon da bed, four 'roun da flo-or
Ja kno-ow, ey, jah kno-ow

Ay ay mi no kno-ow
Ah no mi no know
Ah no ah no mi no kno-ow,

Ay ay mi no kno-ow
Ay ay mi no kno-ow
Ah no mi no kno-ow
Ah no mi no kno-ow, eh!

Muma tell mi, don't rob no store
Else police beat me make me back sore
She tell all daughter "don't turn a whore"
Because sufferation so-o..

Five pon da bed, four 'roun da flo-or
When we a go de mi no know no-oh-oh-oh
Muma just a ball, pupa jus a ba-all
The greatest crime is to be po-or.

Ay mi no kno-ow.....

[Instrumental]

Seemed like whole heap of excitement
Lots of people they gather around
Feel like him dead in front of them.
And there lie child on da ground

Them want to kno-ow
who kill-illed, little Ado
The-em want to kno-ow
who kill-illed, little Ado-o
A no mi no kno-ow,
Who kill-illed little Ado-o
A no mi no kno-ow,
Who killed little Ado-o, eh!

Down in the ghetto is where I gro-ow
Pain and tribulation is all I kno-ow.......


Autor(es): Eek-A-Mouse