Jahmiel - Touch The Metal lyrics
[Jahmiel - Touch The Metal lyrics]
We never foret the slum, we never, we never
For the nation, hey why mi fi hype when mi
Know waa poor feel like?
Thats why mi always wish fi ghetto
Yute live a better life
Many a times mi coulda get caught up
It's just the way I was brought up
Mek yuh nuh see mi in a handcuff
Wah mi a sey
A true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
Yute them tired of the same old thing
Bigger heads with the same old grin
When mi say better life
Mi nuh care about bling
A nuh flossing ting with champagne open
Waa bout the mother weh cyaa
Find the school fee
Ah the system turn the yute in a true G
Cause she was a vender when the cops enter
She and the goods them surrender
Ah true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
I coulda be one of those yute's
But instead mi get the rhythm
And talk the truth, yea
Cause it ain't easy
And too many times we see
The same story replay
And nuff waan mek it the clean way but ah
A true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
A true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
For the nation, hey why mi fi hype when mi
Know waa poor feel like?
Thats why mi always wish fi ghetto
Yute live a better life
Many a times mi coulda get caught up
It's just the way I was brought up
Mek yuh nuh see mi in a handcuff
Wah mi a sey
A true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
Yute them tired of the same old thing
Bigger heads with the same old grin
When mi say better life
Mi nuh care about bling
A nuh flossing ting with champagne open
Waa bout the mother weh cyaa
Find the school fee
Ah the system turn the yute in a true G
Cause she was a vender when the cops enter
She and the goods them surrender
Ah true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
I coulda be one of those yute's
But instead mi get the rhythm
And talk the truth, yea
Cause it ain't easy
And too many times we see
The same story replay
And nuff waan mek it the clean way but ah
A true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea
A true dem nuh have it
A weh mi never get the food fi the basket
Yea so them go touch the metal, yea
Nuff end up in a casket
A try find a way but a the hardest, yea
So them go touch the metal, yea