Lyrics:

I open my business placeTo make living for my wife and my childBut every time I open the shopIts always break downMy granny eat it out my momma eat it out due to the sufferationIve got to make life some other wayMy granny is crying my brother is cryingThats a poor man styleThats a poor man lifeThats the poor man stylePoor man styleHear me brother sit down in my home I roast breadfruitI hear news flash saying they killed two youthsThats the poor man styleThats the poor man styleCouldn''t get no sugar but jah jah give me powerThats the poor man styleCouldn''t get no flour but jah jah give me powerBut jah poor man styleCouldn''t get no oil me have to walk couple mileThats the poor man styleCouldn''t get no sugar what a great booga woogaIts the poor man styleDont know why whooThats the poor man styleBut jah gonna open a way for meNo man dont get too jumpyEvery man got their timeNo matter what the price isMatter what the costWe got to make itNo matter what they say we gotta make it todayNo matter what they say weve got make itSit down in my home me a roast a breadfruitI hear the news flash say they kill them killas said them killas said them kill two youthsOh jah, take a little peek thru my fence see them lie downIts its the poor man styleOh no oh noCouldn''t get no sugar what a great booga woogaIn the poor man styleCouldn''t get no flour but jah jah give me powerIn the poor man styleCouldn''t get no oil me have to walk couple mileIn the poor man styleGirl wants these shoes in the poor man styleJah knows ive got some of faith