THESE STREETS KNOW MY NAME

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