Lyrics: Jaya Gordon-Moore
Music: Jaya Gordon-Moore
To the sound of life
running, running, running
I'm
humming, humming, humming
To the sound of life
running, running, running
I'm
humming, humming, humming
To the sound of life
running, running, running
I'm
humming, humming, humming
To the sound of life
running, running, running
I'm
humming, humming, humming
To the sound of life
running, running, running
I'm
humming, humming, humming
Jah know
I'm already deep on the surface
rap scene seems like circus
I can see their nervous
joke man looking for purpose
need this zoot to myself
otherwise the re up worthless
it’s all out of peace of mind
I’ll give you piece of mine through verses
feel your pains and urges
I thought the devil had me as a yute
cause true we didn’t go churches
I said consumerisms a curse
but then I did a retail purchase
my nan and mum older now
and I know theyre hurting
so what can I do these days
but grind stay working
I got roots in Clarendon JA
from where Levi lived
and my ears to the streets I’m humble
JayaHadADream for the kids
but if my nan knew god forbid
the come up from 100 quid
getting called out stinking of piff
had to say it is what it is
Step with vim
the streets so foggy
but I know I’m shining
Rizzla king no blues or raws
trust my silver lining
can’t believe the spot that I’m in
steady climbing
past the point of returning yearning
from my rooftop observing
watching and learning
vermin
my hands squeaky clean
but I’ll get man wrapped like turban
critical thinking is cool
got you like a different person
no wolf whistles today
cause last time I cussed out workmen
I can’t be missing the haze
no class when we hotbox Germans
Tomboy look like Twiggy
late night listening
old school Biggie
biggest in my city
crowded place yet
they stick with me
I don’t sell no kitty
haters talk I pity
why you say **** me for like fiddy
you can fight
your own war
I’m busy
Tomboy look like Twiggy
late night listening
old school Biggie
biggest in my city
crowded place yet
they stick with me
I don’t sell no kitty
haters talk I pity
why you say **** me for like fiddy
you can fight
your own war
I’m busy
I choose my fam we’re related
six safe points like the Star of David
imma always be underrated
No friends out here just acquainted
swerving the streets post late shift
the loud pack stay the dominant fragrance
I’m a vegan never liked bacon
ACAB no comment at the station
nothing sick about this nation
ancestors owned in the sugar plantations
Red gold and Green
proud Jamaican
excuse mi nah pagans
nah seek validation
I got crazy dreams like Patrick Bateman
planning revenge like Jason
how could you be so vacant?
I am the one you wasteman
Tomboy look like Twiggy
late night listening
old school Biggie
biggest in my city
crowded place yet
they stick with me
I don’t sell no kitty
haters talk I pity
why you say **** me for like fiddy
you can fight
your own war
I’m busy
Tomboy look like Twiggy
late night listening
old school Biggie
biggest in my city
crowded place yet
they stick with me
I don’t sell no kitty
haters talk I pity
why you say **** me for like fiddy
you can fight
your own war
I’m busy
Jah know
I'm already deep on the surface
rap scene seems like circus
I can see their nervous
joke man looking for purpose
need this zoot to myself
otherwise the re up worthless
it’s all out of peace of mind
I’ll give you piece of mine through verses
feel your pains and urges