作词 : Khaled Khaled/Mark Myrie/Tarik Azzouz/Emwah Warmington/Clifton Bailey III/RODNEY PRICE/M. Thompson/Miguel Collins/Nicholas Warwar

作曲 : Khaled Khaled/Mark Myrie/Tarik Azzouz/Emwah Warmington/Clifton Bailey III/RODNEY PRICE/M. Thompson/Miguel Collins/Nicholas Warwar

Blessed is the man that walketh not

In the council of the ungodly (Yuh sih)

Nor standeth in the ways of sinners (Yeah mon, a Eastsyde, brrp)

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 (Yuh sih)

Alien baddest, I stay wid a 'matic

And doh play wid di baddest, and doh run di Khaled

Never believe in no [?], dat's why we roll di chopstick

Sup'm long like a mop stick, shoot as though der no practice

Expert shoot at di Mavericks, wid di broom, dem a brand dis

Firе knock dis, a wi have e chalice

I keep, gi dеm bwoy di a knock knee

A baby dem God sih

Whole a di weight guddung pon mi, heavy weight

DJ Khaled bring di beat and I kill di beat

Cyaa fling lyrics, yeah, Eastsyde is in di lead, you nuh disbelieve, a expensive feature

Saw some [?] pree, di bwoy smile enuh, an gah medz mi later

Bwoy dem play hard a fi hold a paper

Do my crimes fi mi, Eastsyde nuh fear, investigate

And know mi roots like cultivation, I love Jamaica, hype off mi grades and I start di paper

Buy so shot di face on it, calculator

Wi bawn fi danger, Eastsyde get di cash fi [?]

Eastsyde a rule from God creation wid bad behavior

S'maddy go tell mi teacher seh mi did wrong fi say dat

School alone [?], I love mi ****ing occupation

Not a failure, Skilli pon a beat is like gas to flame, ya

Suh di place a bun dung every fire station

Cyaa put out di flame, a alien invasion

Money makers

Yeah, oh, yeah

These streets knows my name (Yeah, Murder)

These legs knows my pain (Knows, yeah)

Woii, a who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame

More education and more wealth, now, dem waan help now, dem waan help now

Ah, yuh haffi know how fi get inna yuh (A yuh waan tell dem sup'm?)

From dem fi know wi nah go friend dem up

Mi seh anytime yuh ready, jus send dem up

An' mek mi bun dem up an' bun dem up an' end dem up

Babylon stay independent an dem pen dem up

Yeah, modern slavery, a dat a end dem up

Buju Banton, Sizzla, and Khaled nah go friend dem up

Kill across, Skillibeng haffi go pen dem up

Di fyah, dat haffi go bun dem, alright

When yuh see di nation (Mek mi tell yuh), no violation (Suh wi tell 'em)

Tell 'em liberation (Now wi tell 'em), tell 'em reparation, woii

When yuh see Jah nation (Mek mi tell yuh), no segregation (Suh wi tell 'em)

Open aspiration (Now wi tell 'em), haffi bun up Satan, weh dem a wait pon?

These streets knows my name (Yeah, Murder)

These legs knows my pain (Yeah)

Oi, a who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame

Celestial meditation when mi kush touch di flame

Bwoy, yuh fi put di respect pon wi name

Hardest [?] dem wi aim

Well, keep and waste dem and run it and di killa mek di woman clap

Wi bang and properly use, stand dem up and nuh scammer chat

Di bomb a chop a robber 'cah di Don a chop

Legendary stop, don't switch back, [?] dat

Dem shoulda know, mi watch a Patek and mi chin a blind dem eye

And gyal a press it, and a send it back like a reply

Dem ting dem cyaa run in dis, nuff nose between dem eyes

Skilli' roll up wid a hundred, third eye

Wi roll up inna these rides, Louis V slide

Chain bright like a street light, weh yuh feel like?

Extra clip weh wi carry have thirty, heat, nine

Yuh nuh waan Eastsyde, buss head in three side

Tell dem seh yuh waan come cut off, nah fear dem a run dung

Fat buss head like condom, like blood a leak out pon dem clock

Dem know a different bun fyah bun on side Banton track

Ask di street cah wi been bad

These streets know my name (Yeah)

These legs knows my pain (Yeah)

Oi, a who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame

Oi, more flames (Sizzla)

But a weh dem touch it fah?

More fire, more, more, more flames

Expect house a fall, we not halfway, we be at dis 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

Di system messin' up, yeah, but we all got the juice

And it ain't getting no better if it sit back and loose, uh

My brothers and my sisters all over the news

That's what we do, yeah, we burn out corruption (Hey)

And big up your group, tell dem watch how wi function (Hey)

What next to do when yuh reach out di junction? (Hey)

And 'bout to slam, givin' up ain't an option

Heads up, heads up

The limit is the sky

Heads up, heads up

The limit is the sky

Catch 'em, do the damage, get the package, I'm out

Gettin' the money, that's why the heck all about

These streets knows my name (Yeah)

These legs knows my pain (Knows, yeah)

A who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame

They ain't believe in us

Jamaica did

Fire,