Текст песни
Blessed is the man that walketh not
In the council of the ungodly (yuh sih?)
Nor standeth in the ways of sinners (yeah man, a Eastsyde, brrp)
Great is Jah
(Judgment Yard)
And greatly to be praised
(We The Best Music)
In the city of our Jah, in the mountain of His holiness (yeah-man, a top rankin')
Sizzla
Another one
DJ Khaled (Khaled)
Yuh see, alien badness, I stay with a 'Matic
And don't play with the badness, and don't ramp with Khaled
Never believe in us, God did
(God did) that's why we roll with chopstick
Somethin' long like a mop stick, shooters don't need no practice
Expert shootеr dem Mavericks
With the broom, them a-brand this
Fire, not miss
A-we have the chalice
I keep, give dem boy deh a-knock knee
A baby them God see
Whole of the weight go down 'pon me, heavy weight
DJ Khaled bring the beat, and I kill the beat
Me can fling lyrics
Yeah, Eastsyde is in the lead
Unuh a disbelief, a expensive feature
So some bitch will pree, the bwoy smile enuh, and gon' medz mi later
Boy, them play you hard a-fi your owner paper
Do my crimes so neat
Eastsyde no fear investigator
I know me roots like cultivation
I love Jamaica and puff me grades, and I stack the paper
Buy some shot with face 'pon it, calculator
We born fi danger, Eastsyde get the cash fi repatriation
Eastsyde a-rule from God creation with bad behavior
Somebody go tell me teacher say me did wrong fi say that
School alone, and I love me f- occupation
Not a failure, Skilli 'pon a beat is like gas to flames, yah
So, the place a-burn down every fire station
Can't put out the flame like alien invasion, money makers
Yeah, oh-yeah
These streets knows my name, yeah (murder)
These legs knows my pain (more fire, yeah-ah)
(Hoi) burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
More education and more wealth now
Them wan' help out, them wan' help now
And yuh fi know how fi get in a-yuh (a-you wan' tell them somethin'?)
From them sell out, we nah go friend them up
Me say anytime you're ready, just send them up"
And make me burn them up, and burn them up and heng dem up
Babylon say independent, and then pen them up (yeah)
Modern slavery, a-that a-heng them up
Buju Banton, Sizzla, and Khaled nah go friend them up
Killer cross, Skillibeng haffi go pen dem up
Wen fire a-fi go burn dem, alright
When you see the nation (but we tell 'em)
No violation (so, we tell 'em)
Tell 'em liberation (now we tell them)
Tell 'em reparation, hoi
When you see Jah nation (but we tell 'em)
No segregation (so, we tell 'em)
Hope and aspiration (now we tell 'em)
Haffi burn up satan
Weh them a-wait 'pon?
These streets knows my name, yeah (murder)
These legs knows my pain (more fire, yeah-ah)
(Hoi) burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
Celestial meditation when the kush touch di flame
Boy, you haffi put the respect 'pon we name
Or the scope them will aim
Well, clip a race, them run it and the Killer make the hammer clap
The banger weh we use, line them up, and no scammer chat
The bomb a-drop, all robber talk, the don a-chat
Legendary status, rich badness, back on that
Them should a-know, me watch and protect and, me chain a-blind them eye
And gyal a press it, and a-send it back like a reply
Them think them can run in this, 'nough nose between them eyes
Skilli' roll up with a hundred dirt bike
We roll up in a these rides, Louis V slide
Chain bright like a-street light, weh you feel like?
Extra clip, weh we carry have .38, .9
You no wan' Eastsyde, buss your head in three side
Tell them say a-one grung gad, nah fear, dem nuh run down fad
Buss head like condom, all blood a leak out 'pon them Glock
Them know a-different port fi mon and the Banton shot
Ask the street 'cah we been bad
These streets knows my name (Selassie I), yeah
These legs knows my pain (more fire, yea-ah)
(Hoi) burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
More, more flames (Sizzla)
But a-weh them take you for?
More fire, more, more, more flames
Respect goes a far way, not half way
We be all these all day
Never gonna get me givin' up, we goin' all the way
The ups and the downs, yeah, the cuts and the bruise, uh
The system messin' up, yeah, but what we all gotta choose
And it ain't gettin' no better, if you sit back, you lose, uh
My brothers and the sisters all over the news (hey)
That's what we do, yeah, we burn out corruption (hey)
And big up your group, tell them watch how we function (hey)
What next to do when yuh reach out to junction?
A mother's slammed givin' up a conduction
Heads up, heads high
The limit is the sky
Heads up, heads high
The limit is the sky (whew)
Catch them, do the damage, get the package, I'm out
Gettin' the money, that's what they hate I'm about
These streets knows my name, yeah (murder)
These legs knows my pain (more fire, yeah-ah)
Burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
They ain't believe in us, Jamaica did (Jamaica did)
Fire (hoi)