Honestly, I was on a robbing spree
Ended up in solitary
Came out, started thinking logically
My dargs said the jail house softened me (Possibly)
I was the raw type, so poor I never had a score 5
What else but pure crime
Kicked out of school and still awake before 9
This was before grime
I couldn't spit, I used to try but I was shit then
I used to listen to them jungle tapes
Then when rumble came, I was a target
Just cause I had a humble face
But I never crumbled, ayy, I had my borer
Stick it in the body like it's Flora
Then disappeared like Wizardora
Who woulda thought that I'd become a performer
I left victims in trauma
I was the boy on the front line
Never see me in the corner
Some people tell me I've changed every day
I never sacrificed this much to remain the same
You can take the boy out the ghetto
But you can't take the ghetto out the boy
Ghetto no more, no more
Ghetto no more, no more
I'm taking it back (To where?) Stratford McDonalds
20 Brothers outside, knives, bats and bottles
Scars on my chin, scars on my shins
From being handcuffed, lying flat on the cobble (Pigs)
Usual suspects (Who was?), crew full of roughnecks
Who woulda knew I was destined for musical success
You ever visualised something as beautiful as sunset?
Now ghetto no more's the only suitable subject
I'm just a brother tryna change the game
You, you're just another brother that the game has changed
Day to day, so many people ask me why I've changed my name
They claim it's for the mainstream, how? It remains seen
Let me set the record straight (Go on)
Every step I take they're reminding me I'm ghetto
But the people in the ghetto say ghetto ain't ghetto no more
So I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place
Even I've had enough of me
Some people tell me I've changed every day
I never sacrificed this much to remain the same
You can take the boy out the ghetto
But you can't take the ghetto out the boy
Ghetto no more, no more
Ghetto no more, no more
And now it seems like everybody's losing respect (Why's that?)
Cuh I'm using my head (What they saying?)
They're saying G.H. (He's changed), he's losing his edge
Then why have to salute me instead? (Oh, what you mean?)
Fame isn't great, my face is bait
And I ain't gonna make them same mistakes that I made in the past
But because of music I won't make 'em again
I'm making a change, playing it safe, I won't be contained in a cage
I'm free, and it's staying that way
I went from winging up apes to playing in raves
Last week I was on a plane to L.A (First class, rude boy)
When they wanna ask what's happening
I say nothing much, I'm travelling
Through air like a javelin, all because I'm talented
Ain't seen the whole world, but my home's a hotel
The Hilton, the Malmaison, the Ritz and Radisson
All this without any management, it baffles 'em
And now it's time to reap the benefits
And overdose on extravagance
Some people tell me I've changed every day
I never sacrificed this much to remain the same
You can take the boy out the ghetto
But you can't take the ghetto out the boy
Ghetto no more, no more
Ghetto no more, no more
Some people tell me I've changed every day
I never sacrificed this much to remain the same
You can take the boy out the ghetto
But you can't take the ghetto out the boy
Ghetto no more, no more
Ghetto no more, no more
