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Rivertown (feat. HalfPit)
485
Reggae
Rivertown (feat. HalfPit) was released on January 1, 1995 by Rhino/Elektra as a part of the album Murder Love
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1995
LabelRhino/Elektra
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snow
Snow
Vocals, Lead Vocals, Leader
Michael Warner
Michael Warner
Performer
Onree Gill
Onree Gill
Performer
Ray Basora
Ray Basora
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrin O'Brien
Darrin O'Brien
Songwriter
Michael Warner
Michael Warner
Songwriter
Onree Gill
Onree Gill
Songwriter
Sean Wallace
Sean Wallace
Songwriter
Raymond Basora
Raymond Basora
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Warner
Michael Warner
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Onree Gill
Onree Gill
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Eric Abrahams
Eric Abrahams
Engineer
Junior Edwards
Junior Edwards
Engineer
Michael Tuosto
Michael Tuosto
Engineer
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Tony Maserati
Tony Maserati
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Hold on, oh yeah, hold on
Now back in the days, hangin' out with the boys
The ghetto youths be willin', pulling out gat's for toys
Idrin be running wild, Dreadlocks be juggling
Brothers is getting paid, while mother's still struggling
(Damn, how I like that sound)
Pump, pump, pump, taste the ghetto round
A P 9 got found spreadin' the death strong sound (X4)
See the ghetto government loves it, we na like it at all
And when the youth them try to stride, I meet boy they a fall
For the richer gettin' richer, the poor man get poor
For anything I ask, I just ask help them, oh Lord
The pain in my heart to the feelin' that I'm feelin' oh, so real
Playing soccer in the glass and using ball made of steel
No shoes pan them feet, burnin' fire as their light, you think it's no deal
Ask a starving sickle youth when he's going to get his next meal
(Damn, how I like that sound)
Pump, pump, pump taste the ghetto round
A P 9 got found spreadin' the death strong sound (x4)
The ghetto is so suppressed, the projects are a mess
Children don't have a childhood, please Jah, Jah, won't you bless
I can sing about happiness, I can sing about joy
But the pain is all so real, for my little ghetto boy
(Damn, how I like that sound)
Pump, pump, pump taste the ghetto round
A P 9 got found spreadin' the death strong sound (x3)
Written by: Darrin O'Brien, Michael Warner, Onree Gill, Raymond Basora, Sean Wallace
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