Kingston Be Wise
Protoje"Kingston Be Wise" is a song by Protoje, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:34 long and contains 37 lines and 246 words.
Lyrics
0:06Ey
0:11ey
0:15Watch ya dread
0:17Hey hey
0:42When the city a go click-clack-blow, you bet
0:44Government fingers and tic-tac-toes in it
0:48And while they working on the X's and O's
0:50I'm living I-N-I like I'm Mister Kamoze
0:53No surprise when they sending foes to me
0:56Opposite of when plain clothes approaching me
0:59Follow they rules is what they propose to me
1:02Selling they souls for what is owed, you see
1:05Nothing is owed, nothing is promised
1:08Never know the government woulda run up inna them garrison
1:11Without no sorry, without excuse
1:13Soldier man inna them lorry, everybody get abused, and
1:17Everybody have them views now
1:20The media is owned so know where you get your news from
1:23And the blood deh pon them shoes now
1:25When them walking it trace
1:27Look them hard in them face
1:29And say
1:53Now all the damage can't quantify
1:55Roy Rayon couldn't sanctify
1:57Say a nuff a dem them send fi die
1:59So the city a intensify
2:02Say the ghetto them a gentrify
2:04Well I, nobody nuh identify
2:07Nuff bodies unidentified and just a lie deh
2:10Then where the gun deh? Dead pon Saturday
2:13Buried Sunday like Solomon Grundy
2:16Like a no Sons of Solomon them have down deh
2:19Leonard Howell, Pinnacle and them land deh
2:22Subdivision, them deal it underhand deh
2:25So learn it cause them come back with dem plan deh
2:28So tell me how far do you wanna go now, hey
2:34Cause them will ratta-tatta-tatta when u pow-pow-pow
Ey ey Watch ya dread Hey hey When the city a go click-clack-blow, you bet Government fingers and tic-tac-toes in it And while they working on the X's and O's I'm living I-N-I like I'm Mister Kamoze No surprise when they sending foes to me Opposite of when plain clothes approaching me Follow they rules is what they propose to me Selling they souls for what is owed, you see Nothing is owed, nothing is promised Never know the government woulda run up inna them garrison Without no sorry, without excuse Soldier man inna them lorry, everybody get abused, and Everybody have them views now The media is owned so know where you get your news from And the blood deh pon them shoes now When them walking it trace Look them hard in them face And say Now all the damage can't quantify Roy Rayon couldn't sanctify Say a nuff a dem them send fi die So the city a intensify Say the ghetto them a gentrify Well I, nobody nuh identify Nuff bodies unidentified and just a lie deh Then where the gun deh? Dead pon Saturday Buried Sunday like Solomon Grundy Like a no Sons of Solomon them have down deh Leonard Howell, Pinnacle and them land deh Subdivision, them deal it underhand deh So learn it cause them come back with dem plan deh So tell me how far do you wanna go now, hey Cause them will ratta-tatta-tatta when u pow-pow-pow
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