I'm an African, you'll never take my life Standing on the block shotting reefer He thinks he's too fly for the five o Got a rolex on his hand Gonna stick it to the man Cos he just made 2 grands Gotta be God's plan None to wise best believer Dutty wining in the middle of the road Sometimes you got to flex to get respect For the ones who did not make it For the ones who lost who were struck down For the ones who fell before us Or yet to come It's all going off at true flavours He's looking criss in the barber's chair Park your bimma in the road Don't care who knows he's down to fight Boys not raised right Where you at? Where you been? Where you going fam? It's carved in stone like a hieroglyph Let this black man show you how to get down How you gonna know your weight in gold? Why your skin glows in sunlight? How you gonna know If you're not told the truth about where you're from? Don't you wanna know your weight in gold? Why your skin glows in sunlight? Don't you wanna know the truth about where you're from? How you gonna know your weight in gold? Why your skin glows in sunlight? Sometimes you got to flex to get respect For the ones who did not make it For the ones who lost who were struck down For the ones who fell before us Or yet to come I'm just a rub-a-dub soldier I'm just a rub-a-dub soldier I'm just a rub-a-dub soldier Fighting to keep the ruckus alive