Put Am Na Yu Ed

I am coming to visit the guys that are high on the drugs on Kush
Um here is a place called Bombay market
This is a Giant market during the day but in the night
It is also a home to many of this young people who
Are living on the streets and this Kush has
just push them further into the drains
Kush has become king overtaking
More expensive street drugs like tramadol

A tek mi slippas put am na mi ed
A bin de waka na di trit, mi man fil to se a krase
Bɔt if dɛn si wetin a si
I swear to god dem sɛf go frade
A no ebul slip, if a nor puf, a malice bade
A tek mi slippas put am na mi ed
A bin de waka na di trit, mi man dem fil to se a krase
Bɔt if dɛn si wetin a si
I swear to god dem sɛf go frade
A no ebul slip, if a nor puf, a malice bade

Yu fil to se na gladi gladi wae man dem de burn ty
Wae man no geht natin na dat bet go mek e fil fayn
Mi na coco man di kontri wam bɔt mi na AC
Some man naya deh born dɛn bɔt a swear dɛn fiba JC
Yu nɔ know mi struggle nɔ tok to mi lek yu know mi
Yu nɔ beta pas mi wai yu de pas arawnd en de joj me
Bo fuk yu bo
Wai yu de se yu dae ep mi yu no eva ep me
You de tif mi, yu se yu lek mi
Bɔt dɔn yu de molest mi
Dɛn de laf me
Ston me
Sɔm man sɛf tek fon vidio me
Dis tin bit mi
Wik me
Anis dis tin ya wan kil me
A nor know wetin fo du
A no know udat fo tɔn to
Papa God don forsake mi
a no know udat fo run to

A tek mi slippas put am na mi ed
A bin de waka na di strit, mi man fil to se a krase
Bɔt if dɛn si wetin a si
I swear to god dem sɛf go frade
A no ebul slip, if a nor puf, a malice bade
A tek mi slippas put am na mi ed
A bin de waka na di strit, mi man dem fil to se a krase
Bɔt if dɛn si wetin a si
I swear to god dem sɛf go frade
A no ebul slip, if a nor puf, a malice bade

You think I don't have my own worries, insecurities, doubts
You think that I'm rich my life is set nothing to worry about
Fuck what you thinking my nigga, tho I ain't as broke as you
I seen what you seen maybe seen some more evil shit than you
Please don't think cuz I'm smiling n laughing my life is so great
I'm feeling neglected, rejected and sometimes even hate
Coming from the people I would kill for, no doubt or questions asked
They think I'm worthless, trash
And
I can't take it
I feel like I'm losing it
I feel nauseous
Scary thoughts keep creeping in
Pills and potions
Wonder if they'll numb the pain
Empty bottles
Bullets for my fucking brain
So, i

A tek mi slippas put am na mi ed
A bin de waka na di strit, mi man fil to se a krase
Bɔt if dɛn si wetin a si
I swear to god dem sɛf go frade
A no ebul slip, if a nor puf, a malice bade
A tek mi slippas put am na mi ed
A bin de waka na di strit, mi man dem fil to se a krase
Bɔt if dɛn si wetin a si
I swear to god dem sɛf go frade
A no ebul slip, if a nor puf, a malice bade
Desperate young kush addicts search through raw sewage
hoping to find something they can sell to survive
Smoking kush is an escape from this life
It's a vicious circle



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Writer(s): Justice Anis Rahall
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