Yo, this one goes out to all my immigrants who live Live up, don't give up
Wait a minute let me set the record straight You need to listen for a moment or two Hear the accent don't get it twisted My momma didn't raise no fool Though you think that you got it figured out Well, really, I don't got a clue So take a lesson from this island boy This coconut maybe smarter than you So i say
(Chorus) Don't judge me You dont know me Don't think i'm some small town phony Got nothing, upon me You ain't walking in my shoes I'm just one out of many Living from a third-world country Got nothing, upon me You ain't walking in my shoes
Learnt my lessons from a humble beginning And i wouldn't have it no other way Became a man in the street of Kingston Bay So far it was just the other day Choose the best as my main competition And i'm always at the top of my game So don't be blinded by my race or my gender Cuz all i wanted to say So i say
(Repeat chorus)
No i won't stop Gotta make it to the top Hell no i won't stop Even for the sweet spot House to the bald-heads and the dread-locks Lemme make it clear No we won't flop Got a plan, gotta make anyway Can put it on the work, with my own two hands Gotta check it, respect it I'm a man, i'm a West-Indian
(Repeat Chorus)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
