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Hear my story; hear the story of my childhood days My childhood days inna de Sekondi-Takoradi Childhood days inna de Western Region, yeah Eh! Twin city mafia, twin city mafia-uh yeah Twin city mafia, twin city mafia-uh yeah Twin city mafia, twin city mafia-uh yeah What you gonna do Come mek we go dey inna rub a dub style-yeah... Hear my story; tis the story of my childhood days Childhood days inna de Sekondi-Takoradi Childhood days inna de Western Region It all started way back home inna de Sekondi-Takoradi metropolis When I was spinning around with the Clusters' International Man like Uncle Phillip and Santana Yes I will never never, never forget you in my life time, no Foreman, Fore, Sekondi-Takoradi Taxi Drivers' Union Chairman I man always remember you, ka you man took me to your ghetto Mek me come fi understand what Reggae music is all about, wuoh woh My childhood days made me feel like a mafia What you gonna do Yes I remember my youthful days inna de Sekondi-Takoradi metropolis, yeah Climbing and selling coconuts along the road side Chasing and killing lizards for no reason at all Many days, many days, I remember swimming the ocean With good old friends I cannot forget in my life time, no West Ridge primary school, Old Hospital, Saint John's School Ekuase, Essaman-Nketsia Kurom, Sekondi Bakaano, European Town Essikado, Sekondi Zongo, Gyandu Park, Baka Ekyir, Adiembra, Kweikuma Effia Nkwanta Hospital, TVLC and New Site, Before Round About Amanful, Kwesimintsim, Sikafo Ammba Ntem Number One, Number Two, Number Three Harbour View, Beach Road, Essam Forex Bureau, Embassy Hotel Reverend Charlie Sam, Soloo My childhood days made me feel like a mafia What you gonna do Tis the story of my childhood days Born with my back against the wall, born with my back against the wall Who Jah bless no one curse, who Jah bless no one curse What has been hidden from the wise and the prudent Has been revealed to the babe and the suckling Shasha Marley, Shasha Marley The stone that the builders refused, has become the head corner stone Tis the doing of the Lord and it's pleasant in our eyes, oh Jah Stone that the builders refused, has become the head corner stone
Writer(s): Shasha Marley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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