Sizzla - These Are the Days lyrics

Ha!!!!!! Got you!!!!!! No escape, yeah you know We got it goin on yeah All day all night long yeah Yo, so we see you yuh Chorus: These are da days We shot out yuh brains we nuh play Some pagan dem stand up inna di way Gone are da days When they use to have we like slave Steppin up to anotha stage These are da days We shoot out yuh brains we nuh play Some pagan dem stand up inna di way Gone are da days When yuh use to have we like slave Ha!!!!!!!!!!! Verse 1: Touch not di lord anoint him, so don't touch me You need not to do me any harm then and bug me Rather deal wid di girls girls dem lovely Dem kiss and hug me Babylon yuh ugly Oh! But dem all chat bout mi talk A only waan fi hear so Babylon nah shut off Mi waan fi hear slave master head get cut off Becau di whole a dem seh I seh f** off!!! Chorus: These are da days We shot out yuh brains we nuh play Pagan nuh stand up inna di way Long are da days When yuh use to treat me like a slave Yo! True dem hate!!!! These are da days Mi bun out di place mi nuh play Babylon stand up inna di way!!! Long gone da days When yuh use to treat me like a slave!!! Ya hear mi? Verse 2: We nuh eat from strangers aiyyo!!! Weh cookin what! Chuckin badness hey fool now yuh pushin what Pon di crack and c**aine a there they looking at Hey you motherf**ers!!!! Who the f** you looking at!!!! Belly nuh burn And you know they will be jookin like this Mother Earth, my gun filled be jookin like this Babylon a sinkin and don't put yuh foot in dat Ethiopia Africa a tell yuh what!!!! Chorus: Da days bun out di place we nuh play Babylon stand up inna di way Gone are da days When yuh use to treat mi like a slave Yo, we tek di people to anotha phase!!! Da days bun out di place we nuh play Pagan a stand up inna di way Gone are da days When yuh use to treat mi like a slave Lion brave!!! Verse 3: Most high he see it above And yes mi pretty girlfriend mi give har mi love And mi looking for a fool And mi nah left mi slug on And di Rasta man a trod And di gangsta a thug on Whoa! Diss di pattern and mi bound to buss a gunshot Oh! Inna yuh face inna yuh own blood a flood on Yo! See don't paint nuh smudge on Mi get di girls inna di bed and pon di rug And, drink out a Calabash some drink out di mug And, dat tune a play now inna di dancehall club And, hail up mi lion and mi bun out di dragon Smoke marijuana and dats why they drag on Chorus: Di days bun out di place we nuh fraid Babylon a stand up inna di way Gone are da days When they use to treat mi like a slave!!! Whoa whoa whoa!!!! These are da days Mi bun out di place we nuh play A wicked man a stand up inna di way Long are da days When they use to treat mi like a slave Now we gotta fire blaze!!!! Repeat Verse 1 Repeat Chorus Repeat Verse 2 Repeat Chorus till fade