By Ian Jackson for Ghetto Prince

Well have you left your moder bed Make your way down to hell Is like you lewaving a nice hotel just to enter a two by four cell You have all kind of things in your head But is too late is best you dead Now de jailor put out de light Leaving your poor soul in restless fright

Refrain

All because you have strayed from the values your parents gave When temptation came you failed to walk away Too late you learn crime doe pay- ah ya yeii *yes I know it have no job But Brother please doe steal and rob One day you will afford Lift your eyes to the one above Father Father come down Put a hand on this nation Father Father come down Help de youts deal with frustration Stock farm, Stock farm Stock farm blues (x2)

You go to get a little bath A homo smiling at your back Now you have to deal with sexual attack Tell me if you ever bargain for dat Your mind flash on friend and family Sleeping quite comfortably Now you lying on the cold ground While a brother sizing up you bottom

Refrain

All because you have strayed From the values your parents gave When tempatation came You failed to walk away Too late you learn crime doe pay- ah ya yeii *now when they lock you down How can you make a contribution I tell you boy it's no fun If you end up singing this sad song Father, Father, come down Put a hand on this nation Father, Father, come down Help de youts deal with frustration Stock farm, Stock farm Stock farm Blues (x2)

I see many who playing bad And when they reach up there in de yard Aimlessly walking around in blue No one to really care about you Rice and pig meat everyday You ca play rasta in dey Chains all on you hands and feet Is only who feel it really know it

Refrain

All because you have strayed From the values your parents gave When temptation came You failed to walk away Too late you learn crime doe pay- ah ya yeii Avoid temptation in de streets When you see coke you better leave it So before you take a hit Remember life up there really not sweet Father, father, come down Put a hand on this nation Father, father, come down Help de youts deal with frustration Stock farm, Stock farm Stock farm Blues (x2)

Now the same guys on de streets Many of them never visit They leave you in pain and mental anguish Not even a Colgate to brush your teeth So before crime you commit Ask yourself is it worth it Is because the prince take a fall I warning ghetto youts, yes one and all

Refrain

All because i had strayed From the values my parents gave When temptation came I failed to walk away Now I learn crime doe pay- ah ya yeii So when trouble comes your way Walk brothers I say Choose if this life you choose You'll be singing the stock farm blues Father, Father, come down Put a hand on this nation Father, Father, come down Help de youts deal with frustration Stock farm, Stock farm Stock farm Blues (x2)