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Buju Banton - YARD AND OUTTA ROAD- (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Buju Banton
Buju Banton
Performer
Sheldon kaine
Sheldon kaine
Synthesizer
Carlton Barrett
Carlton Barrett
Bass
Kenroy Mullings
Kenroy Mullings
Guitar
Jermaine Reid
Jermaine Reid
Drums
Sheldon Hall
Sheldon Hall
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Myrie
Mark Myrie
Composer
Jermaine Reid
Jermaine Reid
Composer
Sheldon Hall
Sheldon Hall
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Myrie
Mark Myrie
Producer
Sheldon kaine
Sheldon kaine
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Harrison Holmes
Harrison Holmes
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jermaine Reid
Jermaine Reid
Recording Engineer
Sheldon Hall
Sheldon Hall
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Every man struggle different When rain fall, all house wet up Yard and outta road is not the same You nuh have no weapon, you nuh have no money, no fame Integrity, ya word means the most Plus a good pair of fists fi defend your street game Some turn to bottles, some turn to drugs Some lose everything and still show love From the other side, I ill up ever jitter bug El Salvador and Michoacán thugs To shot-callers who run every yard Keep it real one thousand, dawg Sirenious Pisa's still going hard To the homies not coming home, I pray to the Lord If I could go over inside my head All those days All those days If I could go over inside my head All those days Those dark days Now Mi drop a road and them a say mi fresh Never see the days when everything was a mess Our workout, we use fi cope with the stress Elevate ya mind fi achieve greatness People say much and other people say less But all now none of them cyan curse what God bless Mi lose those friend but it's not really a loss And most of mi gyal, them never hold the pause Now them look forward 'cause I'm back with a blast A different ting oh dey pon Send commissary, mandem masses will off Before you know it time pass If I could go over inside my head All those days All those days If I could go over inside my head All those days Those dark days Yard and outta road is not the same You nuh have no weapon, you nuh have no money, no fame Integrity, ya word means the most Plus a good pair of fists fi defend your street game Some turn to bottles, some turn to drugs Some lose everything and still show love From the other side, I ill up ever jitter bug El Salvador and Michoacán thugs To shot-callers who run every yard Keep it real one thousand, dawg Sirenious Pisa's still going hard To the homies not coming home I pray to the Lord If I could go over inside my head All those days All those days If I could go over inside my head All those days Those dark days
Writer(s): Jermaine Reid, Mark Myrie, Sheldon Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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