Lyrics Ghetto Story Chapter 2 (feat. Alicia Keys) [Live] - Alicia Keys

Here′s my ghetto story (story)
Been in hell through the fire
Now we, gonna take it higher
Here's my, survival story (story)
So many reasons to sing this
Now we got the keys to the kingdom
I remember those days when hell was my home
When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam
An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb
When Mama gone a work me go street go roam
I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone
An make him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome
I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone
An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome
I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown
An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome
I remember sunny ave tun inna warzone
And, Mikey madda fly him out, cause she get a loan
But, Mikey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own
Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known
Yesterday Mikey call me pan mi phone
Mi say Mikey

We get di ting dem dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
We have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruke no
Rah, rah, rah, rah

We got the kingdom so we got to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top baby
And now the whole community can live greatly
Rah, rah, rah, rah

I remember those days when we was dead broke
And, I could barely find a dolla for a token
Hop in the train to just get where I′m going
Po Po's after me I'm runnin like I′m smokin′
Remember those days when I went to bed hungry
All I ever ate was white rice and honey
Big dreams in my head empty my tummy
Might crack a smile but ain't nothin′ funny

I remember playin' over needles in the streets
Everywhere I go a man want some part of me
Dirty Dirty was hookas and hoes on 11th
Avenue selling bodies for dope (whoa)
Remember cryin′ sayin' that will never be me
Gonna make it someday gonna be somebody
Say, mommy don′t worry cause it's just you and me
But, one day we will get out of this misery (hey!)

We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
We have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now
Rah, rah, rah, rah

We got the kingdom so we got to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top baby
And now the whole community can live greatly
Rah, rah, rah, rah

Here's my ghetto story (story)
Been in hell through the fire
Now we, gonna take it higher
Here′s my survival story (story)
So many reasons to sing this
Now we got the keys to the kingdom

Jamaica get screw tru greed an glutton
Politics manipulate and press yutes button
But we rich now so dem caan tell man notin
Cuz a we a mek Mama a nyaam Fish an Mutton, hey
Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some′in,
Tru' mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin
An mi here sey TD deh dey but him say he wasn′t
Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen... Cause...

We get di ting dem Dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
We have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now
Rah, rah, rah, rah

We got the kingdom so we got to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top baby
And now the whole community can live greatly
Rah, rah, rah, rah

I remember those days when hell was my home (oh)
When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam
An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb (i remember)
When Mama gone a work me go street go roam (hey)
I remember when Danny dem take me snow cone (hey)
An make him licke bredda dem kick up Jerome (hey I remember)
I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone (hey)
An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome (I remember)
I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown (hey)
An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome (hey I remember)
I remember sunny ave tun inna warzone (hey)
An, Mikey madda fly him out, cause she get a loan (hey)
But, Mikey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone (hey)
Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own (hey)
Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known (hey)
Yesterday Mikey call me pan mi phone
Me say Mikey