Koffee, Upsetta Records - Burning lyrics
[Koffee, Upsetta Records - Burning lyrics]
Oo-oo-oo ooh
Oo-oo-oo ooh
(Come wid di fyah)
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
Koffee pon di street
Tank top inna di heat
Jjeans pants an’ crocks
No socks deh pon mi feet
Knapsack when mi a beat
Well pack up an’ it neat
Stay woke, no sleep
Mi nuh likkle bo-peep
Money pon mi mind but mi neva have a coin
Nah cuss mi jus a hustle
Fi di pretty dolla sign
A Neva nuff fun time
Life rough sometime
But mi know me an me
Mommy affi si di sunshine
Dats why mi
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
(Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn)
Seet yah wah become a Peter
Mommy seh be Doctor
Granny seh be preacher
Wah fi be a Rasta
Daddy see be neata
Peter neva like dat so him tek di streets-ah
Everybody born wid a talent yuh fi feature
Blessings in abundance
Weh wi fi cherish each-a
Neva be ungrateful
Life is such a teacha
Koffee pon Upsetta track
See mi bring di heat ya
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
Run up an’ down
Have dem a run up an' down
Yea a Koffee wid di Don sound
Anytime mi come roun’
A madness pon di compound (Pon di compound)
Man a tun fool, a tun clown
But Jah-Jah cover mi journey
(Cover mi journey) , I beg yuh guide it
An’ any trouble mi see
(Trouble mi see) , help mi avoid it
Mi know seh anything mi need
God will provide it
(Anything)
And he will still have a day wid me beside it
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
(Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn)
Oo-oo-oo ooh
(Come wid di fyah)
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
Koffee pon di street
Tank top inna di heat
Jjeans pants an’ crocks
No socks deh pon mi feet
Knapsack when mi a beat
Well pack up an’ it neat
Stay woke, no sleep
Mi nuh likkle bo-peep
Money pon mi mind but mi neva have a coin
Nah cuss mi jus a hustle
Fi di pretty dolla sign
A Neva nuff fun time
Life rough sometime
But mi know me an me
Mommy affi si di sunshine
Dats why mi
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
(Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn)
Seet yah wah become a Peter
Mommy seh be Doctor
Granny seh be preacher
Wah fi be a Rasta
Daddy see be neata
Peter neva like dat so him tek di streets-ah
Everybody born wid a talent yuh fi feature
Blessings in abundance
Weh wi fi cherish each-a
Neva be ungrateful
Life is such a teacha
Koffee pon Upsetta track
See mi bring di heat ya
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
Run up an’ down
Have dem a run up an' down
Yea a Koffee wid di Don sound
Anytime mi come roun’
A madness pon di compound (Pon di compound)
Man a tun fool, a tun clown
But Jah-Jah cover mi journey
(Cover mi journey) , I beg yuh guide it
An’ any trouble mi see
(Trouble mi see) , help mi avoid it
Mi know seh anything mi need
God will provide it
(Anything)
And he will still have a day wid me beside it
Come wid di fyah di city burning down
Mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire mi have a burning sound
And if mi try fi retire mi leave dem yearning
Nuttin cyaa out my flame, no
It cyaa quench, cyaa cool
Cyaa tame
Since the devil nuh like it
Him say fi turn it down
So mi jus give him the fyah
And mek it burn him
(Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn)