Ghetto Story Chapter 3 (feat. Akon)
by Cham
Summary
This song tells a raw story of struggle and survival in the ghetto. Cham reflects on his past, the violence, and how he rose above it all with the help of friends and family.
Full Analysis
The overall theme is about overcoming hardship and the harsh realities of life in the ghetto. Cham shares personal experiences that paint a vivid picture of his childhood, filled with poverty, crime, and the fight for a better life. He balances nostalgia with the harsh truths of his past, emphasizing resilience and the bonds formed in tough times. It’s a story of survival and the transformation from struggling to success, with a sense of urgency that keeps the listener engaged.
Verse 1
See, I was born poor like many men who didn't have notin'
Came to America trying to make sometin' outta sometin'
See we Africans we love huntin'
Found my way up to da top like it wasn't nothing
In this verse, Cham sets the stage for his story. He starts by highlighting his humble beginnings and the common struggles of many. The mention of coming to America shows hope for a better future. The line about Africans loving to hunt suggests a connection to cultural roots and survival instincts. It’s a strong opening that grabs attention and hints at his determination to succeed against the odds.
Chorus
Wi get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
(This a survival story)
The chorus reinforces the theme of survival. Cham talks about overcoming challenges and the feeling of being on top. The imagery of “squeezing seven” refers to gun violence, showing the dangerous world he’s part of. It’s catchy and powerful, making it clear that this isn’t just a story, it's a testament to resilience in the face of hardship.
Verse 2
I remember those days when hell was my home
When me and mama bed was a big piece a foam
An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb
When mama gone a work me go street go roam
This verse dives deeper into Cham's childhood. He paints a picture of a tough home life, where comfort was scarce. The foam mattress symbolizes poverty, and the lack of personal care reflects the neglect that can happen in such situations. The imagery makes you feel the weight of his experiences, showing how those early days shaped him. It’s relatable and raw, making the listener empathize with his struggles.
Chorus
Wi get di ting dem, so dem haffi rate wi
(Akon Story)
Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately
The chorus repeats, but it’s more than just a refrain. It emphasizes the progress they’ve made and commands respect. Cham and his crew have fought hard to gain their place, and now they’re recognized in their community. This sense of empowerment is infectious, encouraging listeners to reflect on their own battles and victories.
Verse 3
I remember bout '80, Jamaica explode
When a Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road
That a long before Laing dem and even Bigga Ford
When Adams dem a Corporal nuh know the road code
Here, Cham shifts the focus to Jamaica, recalling significant events and figures from his past. The names he mentions connect to the culture and history, grounding his story in real-life situations. It shows how interconnected his personal history is with the broader narrative of his community. This adds depth, reminding listeners that individual struggles are part of a larger story.
Chorus
Wi get di ting dem, so dem haffi rate wi
(Akon Story)
Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately
The chorus returns, reinforcing the idea of respect and success. It serves as a motivational anthem, expressing triumph over adversity. It’s about community strength and the shared journey of overcoming obstacles, making it relatable for anyone who has faced difficulties.
Bridge
But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own
Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known
In the bridge, Cham tells a story of a friend who made it big abroad. It shows the possibility of escaping the cycle of poverty, but also hints at the consequences of the lifestyle they’ve lived. Mickey's success is a beacon of hope, yet it’s intertwined with crime, highlighting the complexities of their lives. It’s a moment of reflection on how far they’ve come and what it took to get there.
Outro
Mi say Mickey
Wi get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
The outro circles back to the themes of survival and success. Cham calls out to Mickey, tying the story together with a sense of camaraderie. The repetition of the chorus lines reinforces the message of resilience and the ongoing struggle. It leaves listeners with a powerful reminder of the journey they’ve taken together.
Closing Thoughts
"Ghetto Story Chapter 3" is a gripping narrative of struggle, survival, and success. Cham’s storytelling is vivid and personal, making it easy for listeners to connect with his experiences. The song not only reflects his journey but also serves as an anthem for anyone who has faced hardship and fought for a better life. It’s a celebration of resilience, community, and the strength to rise above challenges.
Full Lyrics
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True ghetto story
Said thys is my story
Real ghetto story
Hey
See, I was born poor like many men who didn't have notin'
Came to America trying to make sometin' outta sometin'
See we Africans we love huntin'
Found my way up to da top like it wasn't nothing
And hooked up wit some Puerto Ricans up in Jersey
We use to be call laa baw and pot see
Had a lot after sometin', after union city
In a couple of projects in NYC
I remember those days when hell was my home
When me and mama bed was a big piece a foam
An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb
When mama gone a work me go street go roam
I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone
An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome
I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone
An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome
But dats no betta than to play around me
And knew I kept the AK displayed around me
And I moved out to da eight to find more cheese
And I found out Cars make more dan weed
I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown
An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome
I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone
An, Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan
(What?)
But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own
Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known
Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone
Mi say Mickey
Wi get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
(This a survival story)
Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now
(True ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah
(Said this my story)
Wi get di ting dem, so dem haffi rate wi
(Akon Story)
Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately
(This is my story)
And now the whole community a live greatly
(Real ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah
Hey
I remember bout '80, Jamaica explode
When a Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road
That a long before Laing dem and even Bigga Ford
When Adams dem a Corporal nuh know the road code
I remember when we rob the chiney shop down the road
An rumour have it sey the chiney man have a sword
But we did have a one pop wey make outta board
So you know the next day mama pot overload
How could that be?
Shop, shops in the city call me the relieve
Never thought of flee
Some hotter po po styll caught up wit me
But then I got locked up
Then while I was boxed out
Broke us some locked out, then they let me out but
Two Years later my brother skrew got shot up
And got the whole block royal like now wat
Rah
Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton
Politics manipulate and press yutes button
But we rich now, so dem caan tell man notin
Cuz a we a mek mama a nyaam fish an' mutton, ehh
Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in
Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin
An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasnt
Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen 'cause
Wi get di ting dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now
(This a survival story)
Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now
(True ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah
(Said this my story)
Wi get di ting dem, so dem haffi rate wi
(Akon Story)
Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately
(This is my story)
And now the whole community a live greatly
(Real ghetto story)
Rah, rah, rah, rah
Hey
I remember those days when hell was my home
When me and mama bed was a big piece a foam
An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb
When mama gone a work me go street go roam
I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone
An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome
I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone
An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome
I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown
An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome
I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone
An' Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan
But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own
Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known
Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone
Mi say Mickey