("These Streets Know
My Name" by DJ Khaled) ♪ Blessed is the man that walketh not ♪ ♪ In the council of the ungodly ♪ ♪ No sanity, ways of sinners ♪ ♪ 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, Sizzla ♪ ♪ Another one, DJ Khaled ♪ ♪ 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 ♪ ♪ 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 chalice a keep ♪ ♪ Gi' dem bwoy deh a nappy,
a baby dem, God see ♪ ♪ Wul a di weight go dung
pon me, heavyweight ♪ ♪ DJ Khaled boom di beat
and I kill di beat ♪ ♪ Me can fling lyrics ♪ ♪ Yeah, EastSyde 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 yuh owna paper ♪ ♪ Do my crime so neat, EastSyde
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 ♪ ♪ EastSyde, get the cash, repatriation ♪ ♪ EastSyde 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 ♪ ♪ These legs knows my
pain, more fire, yeah ♪ ♪ Oi, bun fire fi feel
disappointed and shame ♪ ♪ More education and more wealth, now ♪ ♪ Dem wan help now, dem wan help now ♪ ♪ And you haffi know how fi get inna yuh ♪ ♪ From dem sell out we
nah go friend dem up ♪ ♪ Me 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 Banton, Sizzla, and
Khaled nah go friend dem up ♪ ♪ Killer cross, Skillibeng
haffi go pen dem up ♪ ♪ We fire, that a fi 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 ♪ ♪ These legs knows my
pain, more fire, yeah ♪ ♪ Oi, bun fire fi 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 think dem ccan run in
this, snot nose between dem eye ♪ ♪ Skilli roll up with
a hundred dirt bike ♪ ♪ We roll up inna these
rides, Louis V slides ♪ ♪ Chain bright like a street
light, weh yuh feel like? ♪ ♪ Extra clip when we carry
have thirty inna it ♪ ♪ You nuh wan' EastSyde 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
fire man and di one tunshirt ♪ ♪ Ask the street cah we been bad ♪ ♪ These streets knows my name, yeah ♪ ♪ These legs knows my
pain, more fire, yeah ♪ ♪ Oi, bun fire fi 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? ♪ ♪ 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 ♪ ♪ 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 ♪ ♪ These legs knows my
pain, more fire, yeah ♪ ♪ Man from you haffi feel
disappointed and shame ♪ ♪ They ain't believe is us ♪ ♪ Jamaica did ♪ ♪ Fire, oi ♪
