Here you go and pick up a couple of cans
Rasta don't eat that too
I grew up in the place where I'm born
I grew up in the place where I live
Foundations built for the cash money
They beg and they never want to give
Not even like much less than what's enough
9 to 5 and I work night shift
Never yet see them in the dirt like this
See me I hurt my chest
No you didn't fall