Not a Love Song

Is not a love song
 Da sad song
 Wi don't have, wi don't have clothes
 Wi don't have, wi don't have food
 Wi don't have, no jobs
 Wow mi a go send my youths gone school
 Ghetto youths need help
 Society mi see seh you nuh care
 Di system gi wi more than we can bear
 Life don't fear
 Where is the love society
 You destroy the ghetto fambily
 Promise without no guarantee
 Wi just can't badda wid dat no more
 Di same bread fi yuh di same fi mi
 While women dem live inna luxury
 Dem waan wi born and dead inna poverty
 Wi just can't badda with dat no more
 Wi have it hard yeah
 Ghetto youth but wi neva fall, down
 Sell some herb, build up a stall
 Through gone work now run at all noo
 Mek wi circle gericho wall
 Inna di mental not the physical cah
 Den done send nuff a wi inna di cemetery
 Yo nuff a wi behind di prison wall
 Inna my scheme weh mi come from
 Everyday a di same ting
 Nuttn nah gwaan
 Lord a weh dem go do fi Big Yard
 This yah a nuh no love song it is a sad song
 Inna my scheme weh mi come from
 Everyday a di same ting
 Nuttn nah gwaan
 Lord a weh dem go do fi Big Yard
 This yah a nuh no love song it is a sad song
 Where is the love society
 You destroy the ghetto fambily
 Promise without no guarantee
 Wi just can't badda wid dat no more
 Di same bread fi yuh di same fi mi
 While women dem live inna luxury
 Dem waan wi born and dead inna poverty
 Wi just cant badda with dat no more
 Pree di war and pree di vibes, dem nuh want di youths survive
 Dem nuh believe inna saving a life
 Church and state a mash wi up
 Den tell wi bout believe inna Christ
 While we nuh gaze dem raise the price
 Dem tell wi lies and lies how wi dem victimize mi cyan believe
 Inna my scheme weh mi come from
 Everyday a di same ting
 Nuttn nah gwaan
 Lord a weh dem go do fi Big Yard
 This yah a nuh no love song it is a sad song
 Inna my scheme weh mi come from
 Everyday a di same ting
 Nuttn nah gwaan
 Lord a weh dem go do fi Big Yard
 This yah a nuh no love song it is a sad song
 Where is the love society
 You destroy the ghetto fambily
 Promise without no guarantee
 Wi just can't badda wid dat no more
 Di same bread fi yuh di same fi mi
 While women dem live inna luxury
 Dem waan wi born and dead inna poverty
 Wi just cant badda with dat no more