Sizzla - These Are the Days lyrics

Ha! Got you! No escape, yeah you know
We got it goin on yeah
All day all night long yeah
Yo, so we see you yuh

These are da days
We shot out yuh brains we nuh play
Some pagan dem stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When they use to have we like slave
Steppin up to anotha stage these are da days
We shoot out yuh brains we nuh play
Some pagan dem stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When yuh use to have we like slave ha!

Touch not di lord anoint him
So don't touch me you need not to do me any
Harm then and bug me
Rather deal wid di girls girls dem lovely
Dem kiss and hug me Babylon yuh ugly
Oh! But dem all chat bout mi talk
A only waan fi hear so Babylon nah shut off
Mi waan fi hear slave master head get cut off
Becau di whole a dem seh I seh fuck off!

These are da days
We shot out yuh brains we nuh play
Pagan nuh stand up inna di way
Long are da days
When yuh use to treat me like a slave
Yo! True dem hate! These are da days
Mi bun out di place mi nuh play
Babylon stand up inna di way!
Long gone da days
When yuh use to treat me like a slave!
Ya hear mi?

We nuh eat from strangers aiyyo!
Weh cookin what!
Chuckin badness hey fool now yuh pushin what
Pon di crack and cocaine a
There they looking at hey you motherfuckers!
Who the fuck you looking at! Belly nuh burn
And you know they will be jookin like this
Mother Earth
My gun filled be jookin like this
Babylon a sinkin and don't put
Yuh foot in dat
Ethiopia Africa a tell yuh what!

Da days bun out di place we nuh play
Babylon stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When yuh use to treat mi like a slave
Yo, we tek di people to anotha phase!
Da days bun out di place we nuh play
Pagan a stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When yuh use to treat mi like a slave
Lion brave!

Most high he see it above
And yes mi pretty girlfriend mi
Give har mi love and mi looking for a fool
And mi nah left mi slug on
And di Rasta man a trod
And di gangsta a thug on Whoa!
Diss di pattern and mi bound
To buss a gunshot oh! Inna yuh face inna yuh
Own blood a flood on
Yo! See don't paint nuh smudge on
Mi get di girls inna di bed and pon di rug
And, drink out a Calabash some
Drink out di mug and, dat tune a play now
Inna di dancehall club
And, hail up mi lion and mi bun out di dragon
Smoke marijuana and dats why they drag on

Di days bun out di place we nuh fraid
Babylon a stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When they use to treat mi like a slave!
Whoa whoa whoa! These are da days
Mi bun out di place we nuh play
A wicked man a stand up inna di way
Long are da days
When they use to treat mi like a slave
Now we gotta fire blaze!