THESE STREETS KNOW MY NAME

Blessed is the man that walk in hot In the coast of the ungodly No sanity, ways of sinners Great is Jah (judgment, yeah) And greatly to be praised We The Best Music In the city of our Jah In the mountain of his holiness (Sizzla) Another one, DJ Khaled (easy) Alien badness, I stay wid a 'matic And don't play wid di badness, and don't ramp with Khaled Never believe in us, God did, dat's why we roll wid chopstick (God did) Sum'n long like a moptick, shootas don't need no practice Expert shooter, di Mavericks, wid di broom, dem are bandits Fire not miss, a wi have di challenge a keep Gi' dem bwoy deh a nappy, a baby dem, God see Wul a di weight go dung pon me everywhere DJ Khaled boom di beat and I kill di beat, can fling lyrics Yeah, East Syde is in di lead, we nuh disbelieve, a expensive feature So-so me should pree, di bwoy smile, enuh, and go medz me later Bwoy dem play harder fi a owna paper Do my crime so neat, East Syde nuh fear investigator Know mi roots like cultivation, I love Jamaica, I puff mi grades And I stack the paper Bines will shot yuh face and need calculator We born for danger East Syde, get the cash, repatriation East Syde a rule from God creation wid bad behavior Somebody go tell mi teacher said it wrong fi say that School a Illuminati, I love my fuckin' occupation Not a failure, Skilli pon a beat, is like gas to flames, yeah So di place a bun down, every fire station Cyaan' put out di flames, a alien invasion, money makers Yeah, oh, yeah These streets knows my name, yeah (murder) These legs knows my pain (ooh), yeah Oi, man from you haffi feel disappointed and shame More education and more wealth, now (blaze up) Dem wan help now, dem wan help now And you haffi know how fi get inna yuh (Ayy, you wanna tell 'em somethin'?) From dem sell out we nah go friend dem up See seh anytime yuh ready, jus send dem up An' make me bun dem up an' bun dem up an' end dem up Babylon seh independent and dem peng dem up Yeah, modern slavery a dat a hang dem up Buju and di Sizzla, and Khaled nah go friend dem up Killer cross, Skillibeng haffi go peng dem up Di Fireman haffi go bun dem, alright When you see di nation (but we tell dem) No violation (so we tell dem) Tell dem liberation (now we tell dem) Tell dem reparation, oh, yeah When you see Jah nation (now we tell dem) No segregation (so we tell 'em) Hope and aspiration (dat we tell 'em) Haffi bun up Satan, wah dem a wait pon? These streets knows my name, yeah (murder) These legs knows my pain (ooh), yeah Oi, man from you haffi feel disappointed and shame Celestial meditation when the kush touch di flame Bwoii, y'affi put di respect pon we name All di scope dem we aim Well, clip a race, dem a run way cah di Killer make di hammer clap Di banga weh we use line dem up, a nuh scammer chop Di bomb a drop, a rob, attack, di Don a chop Legendary status, which badness backa dan, dem shoulda know Mi watch a Patek and mi chain a blind dem eye And gyal a brace it and a send it back like a reply Dem kingdom cyaan' run in this, snot nose between dem eye Skilli roll up with a hundred dirtbike We roll up inna these rides, Louis V slides Chain bright like a street light, weh yuh feel like? Extra clip when we carry, half dutty, he nice You nuh wan' East Syde buss yuh head in three side Tell dem seh a one ground, God nah fail Ah nuh random, fat buss head like condom Man blood a leak out pon dem plot Dem know a different for Fireman and di one tunshirt Ask the street cah we been bad These streets knows my name, yeah (Selassie I) These legs knows my pain (ooh), yeah Oi, man from you haffi feel disappointed and shame More, more flames (Sizzla) But a weh dem take you for? More fire, more, more, more flames Respect goes a far way, not halfway, we be on this all day Never gonna get me giving up, we going all di way The ups and the downs, yeah, the cuts and the bruise The system messing up, but what? We all gotta choose And it ain't getting the better, if you sit back, you lose My brothers and my sisters all over the news (hey) That's what we do, yeah, we burn out corruption (hey) Now big up your crew, tell dem watch how we function (hey) What next to do when you reach out junction? (Hey) I'm out the slum, giving up ain't an option Hands up, heads high The limit is the sky Hands up, heads high The limit is the sky (woo) Gettin' through the damage, get the package, I'm out Getting the money, that's what the hell I'm about These streets knows my name, yeah (murder) These legs knows my pain (ooh), yeah Man from you haffi feel disappointed and shame They ain't believe is us Jamaica did Fire, oi