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Jan 27
I was born and raised in the ghetto
Talk with me and you'll know
I was satisfied with living mindlessly
I started looking around for any scam going
But listen to my story,  

I know the Babylon gangsters
Who said they got some friends back West in Bow
Said, "Why don't you work for us
we'll help bring you west
Well you will be a mandem at least"
and we'll throw some peanuts your way

We'll bring you west make you proper mandem
But you must spout our ******* as we tell you
since you have so much time
and nothing better to do
Just do as told
but the joke was on me
They had me just making a fool of myself
left me flat to see

Staying in the Island
( begging to come West)
Yes I know, I'll scam some easy money
and make out alright
Staying in the Island
( begging to come West)
Where I can be proper mandem
and can make some bread
Stuck in the Island
( begging to come West)
Think I'll do alright

Struggling for recognition, identity and easy dollars
I got a lot of problems, they told me not to fret
Said, "We will stand by you if you do as told
and If the going gets rough"
you know how to harrass, intimidate, bully lie and stalk

But when I started as their errand boy
They just said just continue bluffing
you're a scammer and gangmember
we will help you get to the West in yer dreams

Stuck in the Island
( begging to come West)
Yes I know, I'll scam some easy money
and make out alright
Stuck in the Island
( begging to come West)
Where my music's can make some bread
Stuck in the Island
( begging to come West)
Think I'll do alright

'Bout years has come and gone
And left me standing here
yelling my head off till no hair left
preaching scams and serving western gangsters
Thinking how it could have been
'Cause still I ain't nowhere

They surely taking me for a ride
Trample on my pride and stupify me
But I'll hold my head up high
and do all to flog my poor quality merch
the scam sideline to etch out some dollars
Man, I gotta lot of tears to cry

Stuck in the Island
( begging to come West)
Yes I know, I'll scam some easy money
and make out alright
Staying in the Island
( begging to come West)
Where the gangs are racking it in
Stuck in the Island
( begging to come West)
Think I'll do alright
Yenson
Written by
Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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