Like We (Remix) [feat. Blessed]

Blessed B and Dan-e-o

Ah so di ting go

Okay, okay...

I’m instantly interested in every inkling of your existence, no I’m not

But Instagram gives you that impression and so you show a lot

Of pics and vids, some intimate, some ignorant

And most are not legitimate but if it may boost your rep, you’ll consider it

Worthy of postin’, it’s dirty you’re boastin’

You make more money than most men through cash you like to hold up like a clothespin

I need ibuprofen, sick at how you got your confidence

Your lies get you likes, I see through ‘em with no optometrist

Honestly, I’m astonished with how, let’s say Twitter

Makes today’s critters think there’s a chance they can fuckin’ play with us

Back in the day spitters, I’m reppin’ for all of us

Who laid the foundation but just haven’t amassed the followers

Pride swallowers watching this new era of artist

Tearing apart this culture we care in our heart as scarily lost when

They got no flow but have figured out an algorithm

To make ‘em more famous than that photo of Malcolm thinking

Dem nuh bad like we, like we

Dem nuh tough like we, like we

Long before Twitter, Facebook and IG

The world know we

Dem nuh tough like we, like we

Dem nuh rough like we, like we

Long before Twitter, Facebook and IG

The world know we

Don’t, don’t, “Don’t Believe The Hype” said by Flavor Flav in ‘88

A statement made that laid to waste the media like paper plates

They got served, decades later the pot’s stirred they got replaced

Socially, for kids, a Book is somethin’ they don’t want to Face

Ironically, they educate themselves via perspectives

Of strangers based on the various posts that they’ve selected

To like and comment on, so faster than Ramadan

Kids dress up to be frauds a lot like they’re constantly going to Comic-Con

Who’d guess they’d give up real girls and dudes for bots?

Live shows traded for live feeds with no food for thought

Live streams with no flows, no pros to hire and go see

Hands in the air and screaming “ho” swapped for fire emojis

I’m dying here slowly, I find that I’m lonely

‘Cause why don’t my posts see a hundred likes? Yo it’s like nobody knows me

I don’t get Tik-ed, real Tok, I let embarrassment bounce

And use the sky, I don’t set limits by character counts

Dem nuh bad like we, like we

Dem nuh tough like we, like we

Long before Twitter, Facebook and IG

The world know we

Dem nuh tough like we, like we

Dem nuh rough like we, like we

Long before Twitter, Facebook and IG

The world know we

Dem fi know Maestro Fresh, dem fi know Michie Mee

Stokeley from Chester Le

Dream Warriors from Jane and Finch

Ghetto Concept and GCP

Weh dem di deh when Dan-e-o a dun “Electric Circus”

When bad bidybidy bad Lindo make the place buss

Dem fi know Ron Nelson, dem fi know Master T

Choclair and the great Saukrates

Dem nuh bad like we, like we

Dem nuh tough like we, like we

Long before Twitter, Facebook and IG

The world know we

And dey nuh tuff like we, (no!) like we

Dem nuh ruff like we, (no!) like we

Long before Twitter, Facebook and IG

The world know we