We loosing this country we love

Seems like my city soon end

I am reaching high up above

Lord let your blessing begin

Verse 1

My heart skips a beat

When I touch inna di street

Inna Kingston town

Soldier creep in a jeep, shot a beat

Inna Kingston town

Youth dem a run barefeet

When you see it

Inna Kingston town

When you think the war woulda done deh

You get murder in a church pon a Sunday

The thugs dem a loot and a shoot

Fi di truth

Inna Kingston town

Soldier di suit and di boot fi uproot

Inna Kingston town

An if I don’t die today

Im gonna change up Kingston town

You think me woulda start and done de

All certain bigga heads haffi run way

Pre chorus

Where mi come from

Hungry little kids where mi come from

Thugs in di street

Where mi come from

Gunshot a beat

Where mi come from, come from, come from

Read your history

Where we come from

Ask your ancestors

Where we come from

Cause you can’t know where you going if you don’tknow

Where you come from

Survival fees fling up

Recession not freezing up

This world is heart aching

I am not easing up

When the devil start creeping up

Fi mi life him keeping up

Just call pon Jesus Christos

Chorus repeat

Verse 2

Start from the root

With handcuff and boot

Ca the three piece suit

A judge man as brute

Or start with the ones dem who attribute

And a look pon di pagan sign and salute

Start with di head dem in hot pursuit

And all the rapers outta road execute

Or start with the book

And piece of the fruits

Or start with the truth and don’t dilute

Pre chorus 2

Where mi come from

Jungle, concrete

Where mi come from

City cant sleep

Where mi come from

mi haffi move neat

Where mi come from, come from, come from

Read your history

Where we come from

Ask your ancestors

Where we come from

Cause you can’t know where you going if you don’tknow

Where you come from

Survival fees fling up

Recession not freezing up

This world is heart aching

I am not easing up

When the devil start creeping up

Fi mi life him keeping up

Just call pon Jesus Christos

Verse 3

Mi woulda dead for the country weh mi born in

Like Marcus although dem scorn him

Wake bright early inna di morning

To see a paradise dem a popcorn in

Great one in the sky I am calling

How we loosing this city its falling

My people need a helping hand

Through the Gideon

Cause the fire is burning

Verse 1 repeat

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