Way Out by Popcaan Lyrics
[Intro]
Lets do this!
Thought they knew this? They can't refuse this
Sizzla Kalonji alongside Teflon, Popcaan (get there, get there)
Iyvah!
We a go deal with Babylon case, ya hear? (Of course!)
Str8!
What?!
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Verse 1: Popcaan]
Hold on, clothes cyaa buy
Food cyaa buy
Mama, she a bawl seh the bills dem high
Pockets dem dry, bullets start fly
Politician dem, a tell bere lie
Hey, if you born uptown...tell me weh you know 'bout ply
Dada, anuh riot ago gwan
When the youths dem cry
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Verse 2: Teflon]
Hey!
The guns dem a you import dem
Through the port dem, fi we sport dem
When pickney deh a Yaad, hungry a choke dem
Nuff application put in, and you revoke dem
Give we some a the tax office money, you mek a the court dem
Politician nah help the youth dem, nah support dem
If you nah imprison ghetto youths, you a deport dem
Destroy the youths dem temple with the coke dem
A that a slope dem
And then you go cut off the people dem light outta South then
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Verse 3: Sizzla]
Your business going great
Can afford to close the gate
You got things a waste
Some people got nothing inna plate
Tell dem that Kalonji, the rich boys dem moving spongy
When people a dead fi hungry all over the country
Tell some hustlers, better you hush your mouth
Ghetto youth want a try and you shut dem out
Fi the same bad heart people, we a cut dem out
From dem come fi hurt the poor, Kalonji lock dem out!
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Interlude]
Lets do this!
Thought they knew this? They can't refuse this
Sizzla Kalonji alongside Teflon, Popcaan (get there, get there)
Iyvah!
We ago deal with Babylon case, ya hear? (Of course!)
Str8!
What?!
[Outro: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
Lets do this!
Thought they knew this? They can't refuse this
Sizzla Kalonji alongside Teflon, Popcaan (get there, get there)
Iyvah!
We a go deal with Babylon case, ya hear? (Of course!)
Str8!
What?!
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Verse 1: Popcaan]
Hold on, clothes cyaa buy
Food cyaa buy
Mama, she a bawl seh the bills dem high
Pockets dem dry, bullets start fly
Politician dem, a tell bere lie
Hey, if you born uptown...tell me weh you know 'bout ply
Dada, anuh riot ago gwan
When the youths dem cry
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Verse 2: Teflon]
Hey!
The guns dem a you import dem
Through the port dem, fi we sport dem
When pickney deh a Yaad, hungry a choke dem
Nuff application put in, and you revoke dem
Give we some a the tax office money, you mek a the court dem
Politician nah help the youth dem, nah support dem
If you nah imprison ghetto youths, you a deport dem
Destroy the youths dem temple with the coke dem
A that a slope dem
And then you go cut off the people dem light outta South then
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Verse 3: Sizzla]
Your business going great
Can afford to close the gate
You got things a waste
Some people got nothing inna plate
Tell dem that Kalonji, the rich boys dem moving spongy
When people a dead fi hungry all over the country
Tell some hustlers, better you hush your mouth
Ghetto youth want a try and you shut dem out
Fi the same bad heart people, we a cut dem out
From dem come fi hurt the poor, Kalonji lock dem out!
[Chorus: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...
You same one all a the guns dem a go done pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem don't see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
[Interlude]
Lets do this!
Thought they knew this? They can't refuse this
Sizzla Kalonji alongside Teflon, Popcaan (get there, get there)
Iyvah!
We ago deal with Babylon case, ya hear? (Of course!)
Str8!
What?!
[Outro: Sizzla]
You same one all a the guns dem a go turn pon
Your judgement you can't even run from
Poor people a go rebel when dem cyan see a way out
And dem don’t know weh dem next meal a come from
Babylon...