Lyrics
Went away to a far, far land
Spent some time in New York
Most of my time inna England
Now I come back to my born land
Come from England to make some vibes
Just to keep my fans alive
But the vibes they're teaching me
That don't write in my book
But the vibes they're teaching me
That don't write in my book (Like)
No putty, they nah put them no way
No putty, they like the way them ah say
No bend down, just keep them to the ground
All standing, make the world dem panic
Teach the youths them how to live
Teach the youths them how to survive
Hold your corner and save your life
And that's no jive (Woah)
The youths, they make a living by selling some stuff
While some make a living wiping down cars
Can't you see the time we're living in?
The people are suffering
No teach me nothing, just teach me something
No teach me nothing, just teach me something
Hold your corner and save your life
And that's no jive
My heart, heart, my heart, heart
My heart, heart cries to see the youths
No putty, they nah put them no way
No putty, they like the way them ah say
No bend down, just keep them to the ground (Woah)
All standing, make the girls dem panic
Teach the youths them how to live
Teach the youths them how to survive
Hold your corner and save your life
And that's no jive (Oh, no)
Went away to a far, far land
Spent some time inna New York
Most of my time inna England
Now I come back to my born land
Come from England to make some vibes
Just to keep my fans alive
Come from England to make some vibes
Just to keep my fans alive
But the vibes they're teaching me
That don't write in my book (No)
But the vibes they're teaching me
That don't write in my book
Oh, no, oh, oh, no, teach me truths and rights