Born

(альбом: Reason To Smile - 2022)

I dey, mmh, yeah
Mmh yeah, mh
I dey call for di Lord when I stress, my dawg
Why I never hit him when I bless, my dawg?
Blessed and highly favored, you know di vibe cyaan' done
Mek he weathering di storm, whether right or wrong
Bad from me born but me righteous
And I never shed tears inna crisis, dawg
Bad from me born but me righteous
And me never shed tears inna crisis, dawg

We only counting summers in the city that I'm from
Had to live it up 'cause not many living long
I figure if I get some money I can get my Diddy on
Crabs in a bucket, I get on my Diddy Kong
I had to put myself last just to put my city on
Got the last laugh not my bruddas living calm
Had to send a pretty penny to my bruddas back ah yaad
Told 'em, "Hold that"
Stack a pretty penny when I go back, like throwbacks

Vibe untouchable buy dem still cyaan' feel me
Ah nuh frail me, ah nuh R.I.P. me
Back inna day, momma woulda surely beat me
Now me have mi own yaad, me nuh haffi screechie
Deep seas, sea breeze
Green skies, blue trees
Roll a spliff, kick back and debrief
I don't call at all, when I fall I crawl

I dey call for di Lord when I stress, my dawg
Why me never hit him when me bless, my dawg?
Blessed and highly favored, you know di vibe cyaan' done
Now me weathering di storm, whether right or wrong
Bad from me born but me righteous
And me never shed tears inna crisis, dawg
Bad from me born but me righteous
And me never shed tears inna crisis, dawg

When ah time fi di war nuh bodda chat, my dawg
Seventeen wul inna mi Glock, my dawg (uh)
Me cyaan' drop my guard cah if me drop my guard
All you ah go hear is a black man fall
In the H-O-X-T-O-N, bless me
Right cah me black star, my momma from Kumasi
Think like he Garvey but move like I'm Kwame
Forward, don't make me catch a charge wit' mi chargies
From school detention to immigration detaining me
Dangerous, freedom over peaceful slavery
Bravery, tailored, the shit was made for me
Saves my life, it makes me, me
'Cause where I'm from, they say I'm a shotta
I say that I changed, they say it don't matter
El Shabazz and Assata, I thank ya
Grow mi hair and now dem say me a Rasta
Jah with me, ain't no shaking my chakra (blocka)

I dey call for di Lord when I stress, my dawg
Why me never hit him when me bless, my dawg?
Blessed and highly favored, you know di vibe cyaan' done
Now me weathering di storm, whether right or wrong
Bad from me born but me righteous
And me never shed tears inna crisis, dawg
Bad from me born but me righteous
And me never shed tears inna crisis, dawg