Huh. Yeah. Gotta stay conscious
Huh. Aaahh!
Daseca
Yo, gotta get my bread, gotta keep my head up
These are the fucking days
When di gyal dem in dem teens have da fucking AIDS
Nuff yute nuh have degrees but dem have da grades
Pikcha dis an' try fi see't wid yuh fucking ears (Aaaahh!)
These are the fucking times (Yeah!)
When yuh sneekaz ain't yuh only nines
Some weh call pon Jesus, ah dem commit di crimes
Nuff illiterate an' still ah read between the lines (Aaaahh!)
Those are the fucking dudes
Claim... dem ah yuh fren an' want yuh fucking food
Then... sum ah dem ah rob, waail sum ah dem ah rape
Waail sum ah dem ah kill, waail sum ah dem ah shoot
It's like we need a Rated R pon da fucking news (Aaaahh!)
These are the fucking days
When yuh cyan trust police wid dem dutty ways
Juvenile ah run di streets wid di fucking K's
Yo, you cyaan even rest in peace in yuh fucking grave (Aaaahh!)
Everyday ah di same shit. Different gyal, same dick
Different flow, same spit. Different drugs, same ship
Same Busy, different beats, with different messages
Reaching out to everyone, in all different communities (Aaaahh!)
Yeah, these are the fucking things
That make a fucking DJ wanna fucking sing
Me cyan believe di baby madda dash di pickney inna di ting we pissin' in
Baby fadda beat her wid di ting wah glistening. You listening?
These are the fucking days
Y'haffi hustle in di streets like a fucking slave
Then di boss ah work di least get the fucking raise
You nuh see seh di leaders need fi step up the pace (Aaaahh!)
Listen to these fucking facts
Who nuh have a Smith & Wesson have a fucking Glock
Coppa whistle, smaddy missin' when you hear it stop
Anadda madda bawl waail she suffer the loss (Aaaahh!)
Welcome to these fucking streets
Chalk line, white sheet, regular we see't
Di less fortunate get treated like some refugees
But don't get fed up, keep yuh head up, stay on yuh feet (Aaaahh!)
Right now, we're at a fucking stage
This day and age, it's like we're locked up in a fucking cage
Ah me ah tell you seh di system need fi rearrange
It's kinda strange, me waan fi buy a Range, but di price outta my range (Aaaahh!)
Watch the fucking way you move
Killers in the street always got something to prove
Watch yuh step, you better watch the fucking road you choose
Careful how you live yuh life cah dem will out yuh fuse (Aaaahh!)
In di days at di airport
Dem waan you tek off belt, kick off Airforce
Dem tek weh yuh cologne, roll-on, toothpaste, wah dem hear bout?
Me feel me woulda pull mi fucking hair out (Aaaahh!)
These are the fucking days
When you haffi sing seh: "These Are The Fucking Days"
Yo, me cyaan believe seh these are the fucking days
Waail me sing, DASECA, please play the fucking phrase (Aaaahh!)
(Aaaahh!)
Gotta get my bread, gotta keep my head up
Gotta get my bread, gotta keep my head up
Gotta get my bread, gotta keep my head up
Stay focused, gotta keep your head up
Gotta keep my head up. Stay strong. Yeah
Daseca
Busy
(Aaaahh!)