PAROLES
[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Blessed is the man that walk in hot
In the coast, left the ungodly
No sanity, ways of sinners
Great is Jah (Yeah)
Ungreatly to the praise
His city for ? mountain of his holiness
We The Best Music
Another one, DJ Khaled
[Verse 1: Skillibeng]
[?]
[Chorus: Shyne]
Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets know my name (Yeah, Murder)
These legs knows my pain (Yeah)
Oi, pound for your fist, feel disappointed and shame
More education and more ways, yo, [?] no more ain’t no
Just send him up, Babylon stay independent
[?], when you see the nation, no violation
[?], barеly reperation, when you see Jah nation
No sеgregation, open aspiration, only bun up Satan
Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets know my name (Yeah, Murder)
These legs knows my pain (Yeah)
Oi, pound for your fist, feel disappointed and shame
[Verse 2: Buju Banton]
Now tell me who want to get with us?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, it’s Khaled
Sound boy get damaged, [palace?]
Standing with me, new glisten, new riches, wearing Jimmy Choos
Up in the hosiery
[?] when Khaled bust and loading these dubplates by your headtop, soundboy get dropped…
[Chorus: Shyne]
Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets know my name (Yeah, Murder)
These legs knows my pain (Yeah)
Oi, pound for your fist, feel disappointed and shame
More education and more ways, yo, [?] no more ain’t no
Just send him up, Babylon stay independent
[?], when you see the nation, no violation
[?], barely reperation, when you see Jah nation
No segregation, open aspiration, only bun up Satan
Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets know my name (Yeah, Murder)
These legs knows my pain (Yeah)
Oi, pound for your fist, feel disappointed and shame
[Verse 3: Shyne]
…stop, what your point is?
They didn’t believe but God did
I’m anointed, four point six
We The Best Music, need I say more?
Or do you get the point?
Another one…
[Chorus: Shyne]
Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets know my name (Yeah, Murder)
These legs knows my pain (Yeah)
Oi, pound for your fist, feel disappointed and shame
More education and more ways, yo, [?] no more ain’t no
Just send him up, Babylon stay independent
[?], when you see the nation, no violation
[?], barely reperation, when you see Jah nation
No segregation, open aspiration, only bun up Satan
Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets know my name (Yeah, Murder)
These legs knows my pain (Yeah)
Oi, pound for your fist, feel disappointed and shame
