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Now everyday another youth hitch up in a gutter
Now I man talk and I man stutter
Can't understand say you fi try and help
The youth them make them get big, whatSay 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 sufferMe say, Jah pan the land a so we live a, so we die
Can't find the answer to the question why
Me say the sky is the limit, so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God now, Jah, Rastafari, SelassieHear how me cry and give me a bly
Never trouble you so why you want shoot the eye
Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my
Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cryHow 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 sufferMe 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 parachuteBad company make the I take the wrong route
Now you de behind the bar in a crisp stripe suit
And everyday another man a try pick dey fruit
Now them have you pan them nosel like a brand new recruitHow 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 sufferLike 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 saidThou 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 deadSo 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 sufferLife it rough inna the ghetto
Everyday me neighborhood a run like Soweto
Over the badness is like you no let go
The other day them shot me bredrin in front of EssoTake away him wallet with about twenty peso
After them shot him, then dump him over there so
And all me a warn is like me never say soHow 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 sufferMe say, Jah pan the land a so we live a, so we die
Can't find the answer to the question why
Me say the sky is the limit, so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God now, Jah, Rastafari, SelassieHear how me cry and give me a bly
Never trouble you so why you want shoot the eye
Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my
Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cryHow 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 sufferMe 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 parachuteBad company make the I take the wrong route
Now you de behind the bar in a crisp stripe suit
And everyday another man a try pick dey fruit
Now them have you pan them nosel like a brand new recruitHow 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 sufferLike 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 saidThou 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 deadAnd 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

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Shaggy is the name of, at least, two artists.
1, Shaggy (born October 22, 1968, in Kingston, Jamaica as Orville Richard Burrell), is a Jamaican reggae artist who takes his nickname from Scooby-Doo's companion. He is especially notable for his distinctive sub-baritone voice.

His family immigrated to the United States and they settled in the neighborhood of Flatbush, Brooklyn, located in New York City, New York, USA.

In 1988, he joined the United States Marine Corps and served during Operation Desert Storm during the Persian Gulf War.

On his return from Iraq, he decided to pursue his music career and his first hit in 1993: "Oh Carolina", was a dancehall re-make of a ska hit by the Folkes Brothers. The same year, Shaggy appeared on Kenny Dope's hip hop album "The Unreleased Project". He worked together with producers such as Sting Intl., Don One (who cut his first track), Lloyd 'Spiderman' Campbell and Robert Livingston. He had further big hits, including "Boombastic" in 1995.

He then had a major comeback in 2001, featuring worldwide number-one hit singles "It Wasn't Me" and "Angel," the latter of which was built around Merrilee Rush's 1968 hit "Angel of the Morning" (which was remade in 1981 by Juice Newton). The album Hot Shot, from which those cuts came, would hit number one on the Billboard 200.

However, his 2002 release Lucky Day, and the 2005 album Clothes Drop failed to match Hot Shot's success.

Shaggy performed the theme for Showtime (film), a 2002 movie.

2, Shaggy, a swedish rock/blues rock band from the 1970's. Released one album, "Lessons for beginners"

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