[Verse 1]

Let it go now cuh

Corner stores ram raided for some change-the youth

Concrete floors and and some chains on you

You bring the stress out your mama

That's a shame on you

And now your livelihood and spirit

Sitting on hold with your heart in debt

Shattered in a concrete box

But the pressure and the pain don't stop

Praying through a steel pad lock

Gotta deal wit it

(Fire off on them Uce)

The vision way to clear in the black light

They tryna kill the spark turn up the gaslight

Funny how the fears turn facts into half-life

Now I write psalms in the trap like (Hallelujah)

Its a bit of a test ay bro Its either gona make or break you

But If you want to hate too

Real Badmun haffi get you

I'm the YAHDMUN like Typhoon

[Chorus]

Hol' on

From weh day mi a see some-pussyhole ah hype up dem self

Which bwoy can drop?

Tell dem mek dem Bomboclaat hear

Tell dem, tell dem

[Verse 2]

The generation that started breaking up rubber bands

The grandsons of the Dawn Raid, era gang

Threw us in the jungle, then out-came Tarzan

They took us in and gave birth to the program

I don't play cool, I play pressure, bruh

The bro talking like I need a lecture

(Shut up, my bro)

I got the fresh coke whites, but the brother wants a fight

Here's a 45 wrestler

(Damn, you gon fight the bullet bro?)

Take off like a Lambo

Gone to infinity and beyond

Run that play, break em off, no limit

Look at us now, the brown boy came with it

In the group, they loud on their own, they fold like linen

Pay a lil cost to be sinning

And they hate it when I'm dressed in designer camo

And when they come against high frequencies

All of a sudden, no ammo

(Oh what happend mr drifter?)

Turn around, come when you're ready

And you better come steady

[Chorus]

(We can't educate them, they're not used to our way of life

Go back home, ya bloody coconuts

At some stage, the Polynesian community

Was going to fight back)

[Verse 2]

4 a.m., knock-knock

Steel boots at the doorframe

Torch beamn the hallway

Early in the morning, the officer broke in

It's funny now, that they're having, troubles

Controlling what they created a monster

Fastfoward, and look at it now, karma

Your face getting red right now

To top it off, your granddaughter

Is all on my d-

The stress got you sipping It slow

Vex that we winning some more

And the cold oin your neck feel like winter in snow

Now what you gon' do as I step with the cros?

Biggest steppa stepn right through your door

Step up to the plate, we the steppers of today

And we the steppers that inspires the game

We the steppers of today

And we the steppers that inspires the game

[Outro]

Inspires the game