Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Flame, artist - Protoje.
Date of issue: 08.03.2015
Song language: English
The Flame |
From the streets of Jamaica coming live and direct |
Proto Diggy deh ya we nuh need no mic check |
Step inna the place no badda disrespect |
Just a warn the Ghetto yutes about the choice wah dem a make BOOM |
La-di-da-di naa join nuh party |
Look what the politician them do to Claudie |
Look what the politician them do to Jim |
Him son resurrect it and look wah them do to him |
Cah them will use and dispose of you those who are close to you |
If you choose to trod this road u nuh |
So bredda bredda if you war tonight |
Carry the scars of a Garveyite |
Carry the fire of a Melchezidek |
When you mind get a chance represent |
Or you might a no pass the present so |
No take them class love you fast then resent you |
Want make it fast so them lost every cent too |
So we go back to the ancient ways untold secrets that remained unchanged |
Mentally get unchained a one goal a one aim a the same wah you saying |
Got to stay through to the things you know are right |
Nothing worth the gain you attain by sudden flight |
Brother keep you goals in sight (true, true) |
Even in the darkest night |
Have faith in the father the one who shines your light |
A palace pikney a, uh |
Mercy me dem corrupt and covetous eeh |
Cah from me eye deh a me knee a one thing natty a see |
The intellect a prey upon the poor poverty |
Nobody nah dance to a two party |
Oppression brainwashing and nefarious schemes |
To keep the have-nots where they think they ought to be |
I man hear promises of better when the poll time close |
Then a back to the same after winner announce |
Rockstone a river bottom never know say sun hot |
So many a me brother them trap inna the plot |
Glock full a shot but no food inna pot |
A wa wa wah kinda livity that |
I an I a holla straight up wake up Sons of Jacob |
Lay down their arms real tools you fi take up |
Stay up way up sons of Jacob time to show the cowards what we made of |
Got to stay through to the things you know are right |
Nothing worth the gain you attain by sudden flight |
Sister keep you goals in sight |
Even in the darkest night |
Have faith in the father the one who shines your light |
So you’ve made it |
Tell me what’s the basis |
Thinking its so basic |
Cruising in the A6 |
Naa thats an illusion in the matrix |
When you miss the payments then they gon' come and claim it |
You haffi be focused keep the brain fit |
Keep the flame lit |
Never twist it when you aim it |
So what I’m saying simple and it plain it all look the same when it flushing |
down the drain |
Watch dem as dem strutting up the lane with the rope gold chain |
Chrome suppin in a hand |
Look up pon dem face touch a button if you can |
Just fi try take you place a no nothing fi dem man |
But that no matter cause another come along |
And a run the place badder, hotter than the summer sun |
Boof, I see the cycle a repeat playing god up in your palace |
With disciples pon the street |
Ease! |
Got to stay through to the things you know are right |
Nothing worth the gain you attain by sudden flight |
Sister keep you goals in sight |
Even in the darkest night |
Have faith in the father the one who shines your light |