Lyrics Real Life Story (a cappella) - Lt. Stitchie
Well
this
is
a
ghetto
ting
All
the
man
dem
wid
the
zinc
fence
and
board
house
You
done
know
This
is
Stitchie's
real
life
story
Up
close
and
personal
Is
a
serious
ting
man
But
God
protect
we
through
it
Hear
me
good
Well
a
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
A
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
Olympic
Gardens
me
born
Then
go
Riverton
go
live
Daddy
and
Mama
couldn't
afford
the
hillside
Play
in
the
dump
with
me
friend
them
like
a
mouse
Then
we
move
go
water
house
And
me
still
never
lose
me
pride
Then,
me
and
Mama
and
me
little
sister
Tit
Move
go
Spanish
Town
go
live
That's
the
time
Daddy
stay
wide
Many
nights
me
go
to
bed
without
a
meal
And
me
still
never
steal
When
hunger
dig
out
me
inside
From
me
a
seven
me
a
hustle
in
the
market
And
at
the
same
age
Me
get
the
news
that
me
daddy
died
And
at
the
age
of
nine
When
me
inna
grade
three
That
a
the
last
text
book
that
Mama
buy
Me
use
to
go
inna
the
garbage
bin
Go
take
out
all
the
books
them
That
the
richer
children
tear
up
all
the
time
And
I
remember
in
high
school
I
get
a
German
Lugar
from
a
wanted
man
And
me
tell
him
I
not
even
want
a
nine
But
a
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
I
remember
Garvey
couldn't
contain
Him
laugh
and
explain
How
him
get
the
first
speshie
A
Shongul
them
send
come
call
me
down
the
lane
'Cause
them
have
me
as
the
brain
Them
want
me
plan
them
first
robbery
But
me
tell
them
though
me
pants
tear
up
Me
a
cool
inna
school
And
them
call
me
an
idiot
So
them
go
rob
and
get
money
and
blink
And
a
whole
mountain
a
thing
And
after
two
weeks
them
get
hot
Even
though
me
never
know
it
at
the
time
The
Father
have
me
on
His
mind
Or
me
would
a
end
up
in
the
cemetery
Sorry
say
Garvey
and
me
friend
them
nuh
deh
yah
And
them
never
accept
King
Jesus
Christ
from
Calvary
Remember
de
a
jungle
a
dancehall
M16
a
bark
and
me
get
burnt
from
the
spent
shell
A
copper
shot
them
use
kill
Conti
Dem
Kill
Kenneth
at
me
gate
Me
bury
me
friend
them
me
never
feel
well
But
a
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
A
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
I
remember
when
politician
come
Little
dollars
them
run
Some
a
me
friend
them
arm
with
long
gun
Me
friend
them
nuh
have
nuh
unity
A
war
in
the
community
Gunshot
buss
if
some
nuh
get
none
But
through
the
struggle
me
survive
And
manage
to
stay
alive
Eight
of
us
live
in
a
two
room
board
house
Me
never
walk
a
build
nuh
strife
Never
take
nobody
life
Them
know
me
serious,
man
a
soldier,
man
nuh
cub
scout
Some
a
me
friend
left
yard
Rich
a
foreign,
them
a
hustle
Turn
them
back
and
say
Jamaica
them
nah
go
But
Uncle
Sam,
with
that
man
you
nuh
ramp
Them
go
up
as
passengers
Him
send
them
back
down
as
cargo
At
a
concert
in
Brooklyn
a
chat
Thirteen
persons
get
shot
And
some
a
them
did
die
I
remember
it
was
on
TV
Say
Stitchie
play
number
three
And
me
see
nuff
a
me
fans
a
cry
But
a
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
My
testimony,
yeah
A
Massa
God
protect
me
And
the
devil
couldn't
slay
me
Real
life
story
Massa
God
protect
me
Him
same
one
change
me
1 Red Alert (intro)
2 Real Life Story
3 Lord Almighty
4 Truth Be Told
5 Praise the Lord
6 In Di Dancehall
7 Get Up Stand Up
8 Hardcore
9 Mercy
10 Warning (interlude)
11 Big Red Hat
12 Christ Nice
13 Gangsta Life
14 Wretched Life
15 Hold Di Faith
16 I Pray
17 True Identity
18 Dancehall Worship (medley)
19 Arrival (interlude)
20 Real Life Story (a cappella)
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.