Give Thanks Lyrics
| Song | Give Thanks |
| Artist | Popcaan |
| Album | Where We Come From |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro: Popcaan] | |
| Ey ey! | |
| Popskull and Dre Skull tell the youth them fi live life careful | |
| ‘Cause | |
| [Hook: Popcaan] | |
| Dog eat dog in a the place where mi grow up | |
| Whole heap of stich up and sew up | |
| Man have rifle whe make blood run like syrup | |
| All who no dead get lock up | |
| [Chorus: Popcaan] | |
| Badness a the only thing mi know | |
| Give thanks for music | |
| ‘Cause if a never music mi would a have me thing them daily a use it | |
| Badness a the only thing mi know | |
| Give thanks for music | |
| ‘Cause when me a tek mi a boy whe no walk with less than three clip | |
| [Verse 1: Popcaan] | |
| So mi a, teach them the right thing | |
| No man life no, light thing | |
| Ghetto youth stay far from a [?] | |
| You must help your father, surprise him | |
| Watch the pagan them with your eye kin | |
| Them will kill you when you’re rising | |
| Badmind you for [?] | |
| Them waan take your life | |
| But | |
| The best thing, fi me take care mi thugs and mi family | |
| Ghetto youths have fi shake down the money tree | |
| Most time in a court [?] | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 2: Popcaan] | |
| Whole heap of threats Poppi get | |
| No fear, never fret | |
| [?] | |
| [?] can’t stop mi breath | |
| Pon the battlefield, we no soft like [?] | |
| Work hard fi mi thing till mi sweat | |
| So ghetto youth | |
| Make money, take care of your mommy | |
| And your daddy | |
| Them streets here no love nobody | |
| From mi a grow, a bay dead body | |
| Dre Skull | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Chorus] |
| Intro: Popcaan | |
| Ey ey! | |
| Popskull and Dre Skull tell the youth them fi live life careful | |
| ' Cause | |
| Hook: Popcaan | |
| Dog eat dog in a the place where mi grow up | |
| Whole heap of stich up and sew up | |
| Man have rifle whe make blood run like syrup | |
| All who no dead get lock up | |
| Chorus: Popcaan | |
| Badness a the only thing mi know | |
| Give thanks for music | |
| ' Cause if a never music mi would a have me thing them daily a use it | |
| Badness a the only thing mi know | |
| Give thanks for music | |
| ' Cause when me a tek mi a boy whe no walk with less than three clip | |
| Verse 1: Popcaan | |
| So mi a, teach them the right thing | |
| No man life no, light thing | |
| Ghetto youth stay far from a ? | |
| You must help your father, surprise him | |
| Watch the pagan them with your eye kin | |
| Them will kill you when you' re rising | |
| Badmind you for ? | |
| Them waan take your life | |
| But | |
| The best thing, fi me take care mi thugs and mi family | |
| Ghetto youths have fi shake down the money tree | |
| Most time in a court ? | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2: Popcaan | |
| Whole heap of threats Poppi get | |
| No fear, never fret | |
| ? | |
| ? can' t stop mi breath | |
| Pon the battlefield, we no soft like ? | |
| Work hard fi mi thing till mi sweat | |
| So ghetto youth | |
| Make money, take care of your mommy | |
| And your daddy | |
| Them streets here no love nobody | |
| From mi a grow, a bay dead body | |
| Dre Skull | |
| Hook | |
| Chorus |
| Intro: Popcaan | |
| Ey ey! | |
| Popskull and Dre Skull tell the youth them fi live life careful | |
| ' Cause | |
| Hook: Popcaan | |
| Dog eat dog in a the place where mi grow up | |
| Whole heap of stich up and sew up | |
| Man have rifle whe make blood run like syrup | |
| All who no dead get lock up | |
| Chorus: Popcaan | |
| Badness a the only thing mi know | |
| Give thanks for music | |
| ' Cause if a never music mi would a have me thing them daily a use it | |
| Badness a the only thing mi know | |
| Give thanks for music | |
| ' Cause when me a tek mi a boy whe no walk with less than three clip | |
| Verse 1: Popcaan | |
| So mi a, teach them the right thing | |
| No man life no, light thing | |
| Ghetto youth stay far from a ? | |
| You must help your father, surprise him | |
| Watch the pagan them with your eye kin | |
| Them will kill you when you' re rising | |
| Badmind you for ? | |
| Them waan take your life | |
| But | |
| The best thing, fi me take care mi thugs and mi family | |
| Ghetto youths have fi shake down the money tree | |
| Most time in a court ? | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2: Popcaan | |
| Whole heap of threats Poppi get | |
| No fear, never fret | |
| ? | |
| ? can' t stop mi breath | |
| Pon the battlefield, we no soft like ? | |
| Work hard fi mi thing till mi sweat | |
| So ghetto youth | |
| Make money, take care of your mommy | |
| And your daddy | |
| Them streets here no love nobody | |
| From mi a grow, a bay dead body | |
| Dre Skull | |
| Hook | |
| Chorus |
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