Lyrics to Poverty
My tears them turn to joy
I never get a youth a do it, I never drove in on
Nothin′ like when mummy smile
I turn the page and change my life, ma never look to crime
So many sleepless nights
The moon to ting dip a mi brain
Still never complain, no me nuh a go fail
Poverty, no want fi talk with you, no want fi raise you
Ghetto youth rich and have things that we talkin' ′bout
No run a black house, a black for your mother's
Poverty, so glad you let me out, did a fi make it out
But still a happy city, fi you man choose anada road
And Jah Jah me nuh step it out
Pain, we feel
Inna di struggle ya fi fight fi survive, it real
All who doubt we, we turn dem in believers (we turn dem in believers)
All who a fight we, we nuh surrender (nuh surrender)
Dead stone when dem never want use
We make it out, surprise
And we move poverty, old mama wear
And the dream fi ghetto youth
All who doubt we, we turn dem in believers (we turn dem in believers)
All who a fight we, we nuh surrender (nuh surrender)
Hey, life have a way fi move
To death fi me, to my refuge
Can't fight the poverty, buckle and lose
Have fi mix your soul in, with prayer, yeah
Life have a way fi move
Your problems you can′t pick and choose
Well, I wish every man could a rich
Inna dem meditation and in dem pocket
Poverty, no want fi talk with you, no want fi raise you
Ghetto youth rich and have things that we talkin′ 'bout
No run a black house, a black for your mother′s
Poverty, so glad you let we out, did a fi make it out
But still a happy, still a famous, choose another road
And Jah Jah me nuh step it out
I never get a youth a do it, I never drove in on
Nothin′ like when mummy smile
I turn the page and change my life, ma never look to crime
So many sleepless nights
The moon to ting dip a mi brain
Still never complain, no me nuh a go fail
Poverty, no want fi talk with you, no want fi raise you
Ghetto youth rich and have things that we talkin' ′bout
No run a black house, a black for your mother's
Poverty, so glad you let me out, did a fi make it out
But still a happy city, fi you man choose anada road
And Jah Jah me nuh step it out
Pain, we feel
Inna di struggle ya fi fight fi survive, it real
All who doubt we, we turn dem in believers (we turn dem in believers)
All who a fight we, we nuh surrender (nuh surrender)
Dead stone when dem never want use
We make it out, surprise
And we move poverty, old mama wear
And the dream fi ghetto youth
All who doubt we, we turn dem in believers (we turn dem in believers)
All who a fight we, we nuh surrender (nuh surrender)
Hey, life have a way fi move
To death fi me, to my refuge
Can't fight the poverty, buckle and lose
Have fi mix your soul in, with prayer, yeah
Life have a way fi move
Your problems you can′t pick and choose
Well, I wish every man could a rich
Inna dem meditation and in dem pocket
Poverty, no want fi talk with you, no want fi raise you
Ghetto youth rich and have things that we talkin′ 'bout
No run a black house, a black for your mother′s
Poverty, so glad you let we out, did a fi make it out
But still a happy, still a famous, choose another road
And Jah Jah me nuh step it out
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