Too much dying in the ghetto
Too much wickedness and too much gunshot too

Too much wickedness in the ghetto
Too much sufferation on the poor
Things raising too fast beyond our consent
And the man a top seems to have no conscience
?? ease up ?? Massa
Talk to poor man, tell you weh you after

Too much crying in the ghetto
This ah raise and that ah raise and that ah everything
And then you take the people them crying fi praise
I don't like see the poverty
Myself has been gone without authority

Too much crying in the ghetto
Too much empty pockets
Too much people walking out to work, while..
(So wha'appen to the car!)
Nuff old car inna car lot ah rust
(Because them can't buy one)
Too much crying in the ghetto
I don't like to see the crying

Every day another youth-man die in the gutter
Gunshot ah sell more than cake
Gunshot on the shelf ah sell (wha dem ah seh?)
One a penny two a penny hot cross bun
You nuh see the youth-man life dun
One a penny two a penny hot cross bun
Any man can own a gun
One a penny two a penny hot cross bun
Life can't dun

I don't like see the coffin
On the car-top ah go out ah Dovecot
Like man ah wonder ah wha' dat
All you can hear ah night-time ah gunshot

Too much crying in the ghetto
This one have a gun and that one have a gun
No one having no fun
This one have a gun and that one have a gun
Yet dem a bawl seh fool dun
This one has a gun and that one has a gun
Yet dem a bawl fi fun

Can't you see fun park lock down
An' even naked man pocket have a gunshot
Lazy man ah cry out fail
Yet him nah do a thing, it's a sin
De working man hav'fi work fi me and them