When I visit the community, can't take the policy
Everywhere is poverty, and everyday dem find a next gate for youth body
Oh, what a tragedy, pure animosity
Me see the bigger hate a kill out the majority
Lack of opportunity, prejudice and envy
Me wonder how we a survive this calamity, oh
Yo, you have a tree and you bend it from it's young
Me no say you can predict how that a go come
But you teach all good things to your one little son
You no know if later on him a go pick up the gun
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