Sins

Mi remember the little bad black pickney weh use to run up and down in a Standpipe give him damn self trouble,

And people mouth use to set pon him say him naah come out to nothing

and them ago kill him before time and this and that and all a that.

Look pon God e, look pon God, look on Raheem.

My God!

Them can’t stop da youth yah from win,

Lord please wash away my sins

Born fighter don’t feel a joke thing,

Still a fly even tho my wings are broken

So weh mi do clasp mi hand and mi close it

Anything mi pray for mi get that me notice

Still a bare the pressure, no give up or forfeit

Old guru man a lion bold, brave and mi born fit

No me never waste time

so mi pick up the pen and the paper and mi start write

Tell me bredda them don’t worry everything gonna be alright

mi just murder poverty and get rid of broke life

Can’t slow down me love the fast life

Every ghetto youth fi rise Mark X fi a drive

Young and wild pocket full a coil

Couple mill ina the bank

like the man weh own the oil

Them can’t stop da youth yah from win (Nuh Time)

Lord please wash away my sins

Born fighter don’t feel a joke thing

Still a fly even tho my wings are broken

So weh mi do clasp mi hand and mi close it

Anything mi pray for mi get that me notice

Still a bare the pressure no give up nor forfeit

Old guru man a lion, bold, brave and mi born fit

Please wash away my sins

Wash away my sins

Can’t stop the youth from win

Can’t stop the youth from win

Continue strive

Count mi blessings

Count mi blessings

Learn mi lessons (Yeah)

In a the place where me from

bigger heads don’t love to see

when ghetto youths a elevate

So they send police fi come investigate

Bout we a chop big food dwag

and we not sharing the plate (gweh)

Same 24 hours we have

uno can’t get back all the time uno waste

Them don’t want to see the youths them great

Can’t hold we down again fly the gate (fly the gate)

Time uno a waste

A codelyfe lock the place

and we a turn up the pace (ohh)

Yo Jiggz

Yo nuh hear the base

Yeah, yeaaaah

Ye Mon Jiggz,

Mi just deh yah a gwaan lace up mi shoes

and buckle up me belt yuh know

Cause faith without work a death (Dat a death)

In spirit and truth,

Codelyfe shall gratitude

Time is Now! Never late.