How Much More Songtext
von Shaggy

Now every day, another youth hitch up in a gutter, mm
Now I man talk and I man s-stutter
Can′t understand say you fi try and help di youth dem, make dem get big, what

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Mi say
Mm, Jah pon the land a, so we live a so we die
Can't find the answer to the question why
Mi say the sky is the limit, so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God, now Jah rastafarai, Selassie
Hear how mi cry and give mi a bly
Never trouble you, so why you want shoot the I?
Too much wicked man deh ′bout ya oh me, oh my
Now feel it inna mi heart when a siren a cry


How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Mi say
Easy no youth, you love fi shoot
Now you deh a prison a suck off man flute
Mama say you brut, you living like a coot
Jah Jah never send no life pan no parachute
Bad company make the I take the wrong route
Now you de behind di bar in a crisp stripe suit
And everyday, another man a try pick your fruit
Now dem have you pon dem nosel like a brand-new recruit

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer


Like a butter pon a piece of hot bread
A so your blood run when a shot lick your head
Don't you think it's better living than it is to be dead?
And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said
"Thou shall not kill neither blood must shed"
And yet still you wouldn′t mind full me up the lead
And tell me if your conscience no burn you when you go a bed
And now you can′t sleep, you de a think 'bout the dead

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Life it rough inna the ghetto
Everyday mi neighborhood a run like Soweto
Over the badness is like you no let go
The other day, dem shot me bredrin in front of esso
Take away him wallet with about 20 peso
After them shot him, dem dump him over there so
And all mi a warn is like, "Mi never say so"

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Mi say
Mm, Jah pon the land a so we live a so we die
Can′t find the answer to di question, why
Mi say the sky is the limit so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God, now Jah rastafarai Selassie
Hear how mi cry and give mi a bly
Never trouble you, so why you want shoot the I?
Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me, oh my
Now feel it inna mi heart when a siren a cry

Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Mi say
Easy no youth, you love fi shoot
Now you deh a prison a suck off man flute
Mama say you brut, you living like a coot
Jah Jah never send no life pon no parachute
And bad company make the I take the wrong route
Now you de behind the bar inna one crisp stripe suit
Everyday another man want now try pick your fruit
And now the they have you pon them nosel like a new brand recruit

How much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer

Like a butter pon a piece of hot bread
A so your blood run when a shot lick your head
Don′t you think it's better living than it is to be dead
And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said
"Thou shall not kill neither blood must shed"
And yet still you wouldn′t mind full I man up a lead
And your conscience no burn you anytime you go a bed
And now you can't sleep, you a think 'bout the dead

And how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go discover?
Have fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop suffer