Locked Up ft. Teflon & Yard A love Lyrics

9-1-1, what is your emergency

Guttas and the trenches, where we from

Yeah

Young King

Ha

From the street life, where we teeth lie

No heat, no sleep, right

Sirens from the jeep light

Them kill up, nuh fuh mi friend dem God inna real life

And the rich nuh spend, and the poor nuh get

Nuh no politics, nuh help me that

Cyber yuh feeb, this a real battlefield

And the struggle can't get no realer

It make me through

Many days, man, a fit to do with out

So when me go fa

Can't forget people, who help me out

Born and raised inna a place

It never safe to leave house

prayer, man, pray

Man a wey pon faith, but a wey pon grief

So we live day to day, we live hand to mouth

And every 48 hours a body shub out

Better quick fi think before you talk about

Tryna violate and rape nuh woman

And I picekny. nuh

Head ovea deh so hand and dem body foot missing

A ghetto this, we live the rough set a life like a prison

The teafing in the scamming, the chopping, the banging

Little people offering for all dem billionaires

And all weh dem weh want get you a the true poverty

Dem invest in a war crime, stop, can't stop crime

And it don't make no sense a call 119

A weh yuh nuh go survive it

Crimes in life less body board house and zink

So much a my brother dem locked up in jail

And there ain't no one out there to complain

Weh we grow a heart, groun. , so beware

All Gayl a send man to dem grave

It's serious, it's real rough

You better go learn the streets code

Bike wheel up and gas speed up

Big Anta Raja, the NBA, we good

Foreigner fly, nuh feel good

Money pull a 500 pound

And a violence, we love

Go feed the

If a couple sound string up on the ground

We a piano in front

But, dem treat we harmful

Still a wonder how we do it

Half people a live next door to the sewage

Enough man, can't well enough get money

And enough girl sell dem

So we nuh take no time from money

And we nuh have no pharma strain

No, maybe here we nuh have health insurance

And NCB and Scotia

Dem a think we important

Trick people with dem loan and run fi dem programs

Capture land make we own land

A capture land, make own land

Joe Park nuh run, Robbie

Can't trust a soul a just serve a role

And every man a fi own a ting

In the streets we a soldier

See tears run down mi chin

See the judge give life sentence to me

Breachin' so much of my bread

And dem lock me in jail

And there ain't no one out there to complain to

Where we grow a heart, girl

So where we grow

And tell that same man

Gone to the grave

You better know

It's heroes, it's we who feel

You better go learn this, you good

Bike we low and gas we load

Me and the Roger, we can clear the road

Foreigner fly, nuh feel good

Money put a 500 pound

And the violence we load

Go feed the NEC

Cause couple sounds ring up on the ground

We a piano, have him fun

Goaters and the churches

Where we from

Young Ken

Young Ken