Concrete or land of green
Yard is what I say
The sun is in my skin
And music in my veins
Lessons from way back when
Still resonate today
Who can't hear will feel
That is what they say
I like to have fun
Rhythm makes me wanna dance
Let's go have a good time
Make some friends and shake some hands
Ladies moving with the music
Tip our hats off to the band
That young shotta on drums
Is the baddest in the land
Yet the days get dark early
In the evening hear the bells
Don't get too close to the water or you might fall in the well
These are the nights when a boy becomes a man
But he might not even get the chance
Streetlight means go home
Listen what I say
See your friends tomorrow
Play another day
Walked these streets before
Seen the light of day
And when the night would come
Had friends that didnt stay
Looking back in history can't help
But see a parallel
When you stand up for your rights
They pull the trigger blow to hell
Some people stand out on the street and break the law to feed their children
But are villains in the story told to justify the killing
The beauty of the people is the black
On the flag
The gold ain't what we're worth we're priceless, don't need a tag
The green is for life
Money power steals it away
Whether island or the city either way
Streets is nothing new
Just ask Marlon James
Even Marley they tried to take
When my father left JA
What if I was wrong
What then would you say
Kids are dying young
Silk city where I stay
What if I was wrong
What then would you say
Kids are dying young
Silk city where I stay
When those bright lights flash
It feels like judgment day
And no ones checking in
To see if we're okay
Our time is not that long
Especially these days
Kids are dying young
Silk city where I stay