Nothin'a Change Lyrics - Diversity - Gentleman

What a gwaan professor 

We must get over - we mass get over 

Fi the ghetto youth 

I know it 

Nothing a change 

Everything remain the Same 

'Cuz the ghetto youths dem still a suffer 

No food fi days 

Instead a life get easy it only get tougher and tougher 

Mama bawl out and she call out - call out pon jah 

Say she pray every day fi the pain go away 

All now she can't get better 

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Rifle sound- mama tear shed 

When she look pon the ground she see peer red 

And when she turn around - her son lay dead 

Brain shell out in a him body a just peer lead 

Nuff things happen through circumstances 

While the System designed to hurt your chances 

The way of your nine just get you hunted 

Hunted - you nuh wanted 

Just the under priviliged a get disadvantage 

You feel to yourself you're under bondage 

When those who you know nuh speak your language 

Language - nuh speak your language 

All we want is just freedom 

When we a go see the day deh 

Me and me people dem still a pray 

Cause all we see a false promises 

Now Mr. Babylon want take all mi hollow premises 

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Nothing a change 

Everything remain the Same 

'Cuz the ghetto youths dem still a suffer 

No food fi days 

Instead a life get easy it only get tougher and tougher 

Mama bawl out and she call out - call out pon jah 

Say she pray every day fi the pain go away 

All now she can't get better 

Right now mama hungry - and na food can find 

Ina me gun me load two carbon 

Now me have to touch the street - food have to eat 

Mama - you just a one of a kind 

So many want to get away - from this way of life 

When all dem See around is just guns and knife 

A better way - far from pain and strive 

Fighting so hard to survive 

Nothing a change 

Everything remain the Same 

'Cuz the ghetto youths dem still a suffer 

No food fi days 

Instead a life get easy it only get tougher and tougher 

Mama bawl out and she call out - call out pon jah 

Say she pray every day fi the pain go away 

All now she can't get better 

If you pick up your nine it goodly end your shine 

Now you find out you living a life of pure crime 

You don't want to but have to pon the frontline 

Frontline - again at the frontline 

And the mountain over deh so so hard to climb 

Looking for solutions we search to find 

Be sharp in this time smart in this time 

Find a way to unleash your gold mine 

Freedom - that's all in me 

Freedom - that's all in me 

Now free up all a the ghetto youth dem 

We want freedom - that's all in me 

Gentleman and professor 

I need jah