| Yo this one goes out to all my immigrants, you hear
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| Live up, don’t give up Wait a minute let me set the record straight
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| You need to listen for a moment or two.
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| Hear the accent, don’t get it twisted
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| My momma didn’t raise no fool.
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| Though you think that you got me figured out
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| When you really haven’t got a clue.
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| So take a lesson from this island boy
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| This coconut may be smarter than you.
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| So i say
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| Don’t judge me You dont know me Don’t think I’m some small town phony
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| I’m just one out of many
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| Hailin from a third-world country
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| Learnt my lesson from my humble beginnings
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| And I wouldn’t have it no other way.
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| Became a man in the street of Kingston where
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| Survival was the art of the day.
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| I choose the best as my main competition
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| And I’m always on top of my game.
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| So don’t be blinded by my race or my gender
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| Coz we’re realy all one in the same
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| So I say
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| Don’t judge me You dont know me Don’t think I’m some small town phony
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| I’m just one out of many
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| Hailin from a third world country
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| No I won’t stop,
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| Gotta make it to the top.
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| Hell no i won’t stop,
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| Aimin for the sweet spot.
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| Powers to the bald heads and the dread locks
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| Let me make it clear
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| No we won’t flop.
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| Got a plan, got to make anyway I can
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| Putting in the work with my own two hands.
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| Better check it, respect it
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| I’m a man, i’m a West Indian
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| Don’t judge me You dont know me Don’t think I’m some small town phony
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| I’m just one out of many
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| Hailin from a third world country
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| Don’t judge me You dont know me Don’t think I’m some small town phony
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| I’m just one out of many
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| Hailin from a third world country
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| Got nothing, up on me
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| You ain’t walking in my shoes
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| (yeah, yeah, yeah) |