Masicka – Fire In The Rain Lyrics

Don’t worry ’bout me
Don’t you worry ’bout me
No, no, no, no, no
Hmm-mmm

Dem can gwaan talk, me nah fall and me nah laugh
Sidung and a worry ’bout man past
All a my problems were for sale
Whole a dem sold off
When me see dem, me gi’ dem, the former hailing
Man works no have no ceiling
And when the bwoy dem a ask man a pree dem

Fire, fire, the thing a blaze
Waan see me dead enuh, so me no too gaze
Run up ‘pon the thing and mek me see a who brave
Brand new year, same me, no new ways
Fire, man cry through days
Whole heap a people a fight through years
Me fail and come again and find new ways
Before you rich people no too care
Man, plant the seed and watch the tree grow
Dem never know, seed deh the food bear
Man walk the walk all when me shoes tear
Swear seh me never beg a man a new pair
Know seh me a go buss weh, nuclear
Dem waan kill yoyu fi the car you steer
Touch the road, bring it home, food share
You see dah youth year

Dem can gwaan talk, me nah fall and me nah laugh
Sidung and a worry ’bout man past
All a my problems were for sale
Whole a dem sold off
When me see dem, me gi’ dem, the former hailing
Man works no have no ceiling
And when the bwoy dem a ask man a pree dem

Jah do wha’ you a do, your world, me no cuss
From you seh the journey fi rough then mek it rough
Just, spare me life, everything a get crush
Ashes to ashes, nuff youth get dust
Man, born smart so me couldn’t turn cruff
Me no joker, me no bluff
Weh me tell you seh me waan money nuff
‘Memba me tell you seh me waan money nuff
This year, no graveyard, no handcuff
Prepare fi shut this down, me anxious
Tell you seh me ready from me a 1+
The world a wait, me run up and jus’
Take what is mine, no beg, never trust
Dawg dem have the thing lock, never rust
In case dem waan fi turn the flame on us
Success is a must, yah hear me

Dem cyaan hold we back, no
Dem couldn’t hold me down for long
Now me know me strong
Fire inna the rain

Dem cyaan hold we back, no
Dem couldn’t hold me down for long
Now me know me strong

Dem can gwaan talk, me nah fall and me nah laugh
Sidung and a worry ’bout man past
All a my problems were for sale
Whole a dem sold off
When me see dem, me gi’ dem, the former hailing
Man works no have no ceiling
And when the bwoy dem a ask man a pree dem

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