No Surrender (No Surrender Riddim 2020)

Текст песни Capleton and Monkey Marc, Sizzla Kalonji, Mista Savona, Fantan Mojah - No Surrender (No Surrender Riddim 2020)

who dem
cyaan cool
so mi go so yow

Babylon days are numbered
I see them fall and slumber
I hear dem a bawl and blunder, so easily they going down

Welcome to the streets of the tough life
As a warrior me grow up with a rough life
when we touch di caana, we nuh run drama
real gangsta nuh love spotlight
when me step to the food no joke about it
hot fire start blaze and dem cyaan come out it
anything inna me way better move
cause if you mek a move to me food, you get the whole clip.

And me say bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
money fi di poor me say, and through the weather
bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
better, better, better

Hey babylon a crosses
well a di wrong set a youths dem go fass with
wooi! dem a sanke under the grass with
nuff a dem guh go now to the bosses
well a fireman a bun dem a go scorch with
so we a go bun dem to ashes
a nuff youths dem have as hostage
say dem wah fi shoot di youth dem like a partridge
with them cartridge
(deh one yah name)

And me say bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
money fi di poor me say, and through the weather
bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
better, better, better

Poor people a suffer so long me observe it
morning to night dem offer dem service
do it for the children, make sure preserve it
poor people more than willing and worthy
give dem everything and givbem more than that
give dem everything and givbem more pon that
poor people foundation, and me sure 'bout that
From the floor to the top

And me say bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
money fi di poor me say, and through the weather
bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
better, better, better

Gangster rules, affi know how fi hunt fi eat
you affi pressure tjhe road, seven days a week
to survive in the streets, them ask how we dweet?
me tell them no surrender, me say no retreat
we living in the datys of the mob
ain't no informing ting
don't call the 5-0
they will kill for the money that you have
when you hand the gold to make the dough you better lie low
every ghetto youths affi reach somewhere

And me say bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
money fi di poor me say, and through the weather
bless up fi di poor
make your, make your life better
better, better, better

Babylon days are numbered
I see them fall and slumber
I hear dem a bawl and blunder, so easily they going down