DJ Khaled ft. Skillibeng, Buju, Capleton, Sizzla – TSKMN

Lyrics TSKMN (These Streets Know My Name) – DJ Khaled feat. Skillibeng, Buju Banton, Capleton, Bounty Killer, Sizzla

Blessed is the man that walketh not
In the council of the ungodly
Nor standeth in the ways of sinners
Yeah mon, a Eastsyde, brr
Great is Jah, judgment, yeah
And greatly to be praised
We The Best Music
In the city of our Jah
In the mountain of his holiness, Sizzla
Another one, DJ Khaled

Alien baddest, I stay wid a ‘matic
And doh play wid di baddest, and doh run di Khaled
Never believe in us, God did, dat’s why we roll di chopstick
Sup’m long like a mop stick, shoot as though der no practice
Expert shoot at di Mavericks, wid di broom, dem a brand dis
Fire knock dis, a wi have e chalice
I keep, gi dem bwoy di a knock knee
A baby dem God sih
Whole a di weight guddung pon mi

Heavy weight, DJ Khaled bring di beat and I kill di beat
Cyaa fling lyrics, yeah, Eastsyde is in di lead
You nuh disbelieve, a expensive feature
Saw some .. pree, di bwoy smile enuh, an gah medz mi later
Bwoy dem play hard a fi hold a paper
Do my crimes fi mi, Eastsyde nuh fear, investigate
And know mi roots like cultivation
I love Jamaica, hype off mi grades and I start di paper
Buy so shot di face on it, calculator
Wi bawn fi danger, Eastsyde get di cash fi ..
Eastsyde a rule from God creation wid bad behavior
S’maddy go tell mi teacher seh mi did wrong fi say dat
School alone .., I love mi f**king occupation
Not a failure, Skilli pon a beat is like gas to flame, ya
Suh di place a bun dung every fire station
Cyaa put out di flame, a alien invasion
Money makers

Yeah, oh, yeah
These streets knows my name
These legs knows my pain, yeah
Woii, a who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame
More education and more wealth
Now, dem waan help now, dem waan help now
Ah, yuh haffi know how fi get inna yuh

From dem fi know wi nah go friend dem up
Mi seh anytime yuh ready, jus send dem up
An’ mek mi bun dem up an’ bun dem up an’ end dem up
Babylon stay independent an dem pen dem up
Yeah, modern slavery, a dat a end dem up
Buju Banton, Sizzla, and Khaled nah go friend dem up
Killa cross, Skillibeng haffi go pen dem up
Di fyah, dat haffi go bun dem, alright
When yuh see di nation, no violation
Tell ’em liberation, tell ’em reparation, woii
When yuh see Jah nation, no segregation
Open aspiration, haffi bun up Satan, weh dem a wait pon

These streets knows my name
These legs knows my pain
Oi, a who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame
Celestial meditation when mi kush touch di flame
Bwoy, yuh fi put di respect pon wi name
Hardest scope dem wi aim
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Well, keep and waste dem and run it and di killa mek di hammer clap
Wi bang and properly use, stand dem up and nuh scammer chat
Di bomb a chop a robber ‘cah di Don a chop
Legendary status switch back, .. dat
Dem shoulda know, mi watch a Patek and mi chain a blind dem eye
And gyal a press it, and a send it back like a reply
Dem ting dem cyaa run in dis, nuff nose between dem eyes
Skilli’ roll up wid a hundred, third eye
Wi roll up inna these rides, Louis V slide
Chain bright like a street light, weh yuh feel like
Extra clip weh wi carry have thirty, heat, nine
Yuh nuh waan Eastsyde, buss head in three side
Tell dem seh yuh waan come cut off, nah fear dem a run dung
Fat buss head like condom, like blood a leak out pon dem clock
Dem know a different bun fyah bun on side Banton track
Ask di street cah wi been bad

These streets know my name
These legs knows my pain
Oi, a who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame
Oi, more flames
But a weh dem touch it fah
More fire, more, more, more flames

Expect house a full way, not halfway, we be at dis all day
Never gonna get me givin’ up, we goin’ all the way
The ups and the downs, yeah, the cuts and the bruise, uh
Di system messin’ up, yeah, but we all got the juice
And it ain’t getting no better if it sit back and loose, uh
My brothers and my sisters all over the news
That’s what we do, yeah, we burn out corruption
And big up your group, tell dem watch how wi function
What next to do when yuh reach out di junction
And ’bout to slam, givin’ up ain’t an option
Heads up, heads up
The limit is the sky
Heads up, heads up
The limit is the sky
Catch ’em, do the damage, get the package, I’m out
Gettin’ the money, that’s why the heck all about

These streets knows my name
These legs knows my pain
A who from yah fi feel disappointed and shame
They ain’t believe in us
Jamaica did

Fire, oi…

Written by DJ Khaled, Shyne, Barrington Levy, Buju Banton, Tarik Azzouz, Streetrunner & Capleton
Album: God Did
Produced by Streetrunner & Tarik Azzouz
DJ Khaled | Skillibeng | Buju Banton | Capleton | Bounty Killer | Sizzla | 2022

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