The Living Breed

Way oh, way ah-oh
Way oh, way ah-oh
Way oh, way ah-oh
Way oh, way ah-oh

Upon the journey
Brothers and boss
Brand and burn me
Just like a cow
I might get scurvy
But anyhow
There is no gurney

Auntie sea sick, bruised up and sore
Uncle couldn't take it and jumped overboard
Now I must worship a foreign God
And pray in a foreign tongue

We are the last of a dying breed
And the first of a new generation
Who refuses to die in need
And want of compensation
And now's the time for us
These eyes of the stars help us
We're the first of this living breed

Oh, black am to the I
Listen to the mizzle
Dot every I, cross every tizzle
Cut like knife, we sharp like chisel
Fire fans wide, gold farm fizzle
Well then, we're the new age
Of truth representers
A new stage of
Ghetto youth, rebel trouble troops
That you're grooving to
Few to recruit
Natty stand absolute
When I run around, fun, for the pleasure
No one is alone for finding our treasure
I like I with that priest, hard stepper
One king to the throne
And the chrome queen omega
Here where the youth a chant
Don't succumb, build the pressure
Spot checks, no we don't take none
Get upset, then the place get done
Politics, them get overrun
Rog the rest, true the fact is with Babylon
Me have a vendetta
Who could do better?
Chew through the earth shot like a beretta
Not a hard stepper
Hot like pepper
The liquor red ras are where the people pray for
You neva'
Notice how my flow so never better
Worst come the verse then clever
I guess, ah
Want to fight them wake up pressure
Then make a step coming after
Go uncertain heights

We are the last of a dying breed
And the first of a new generation
Who refuses to die in need
And want of compensation
And now's the time for us
These eyes of the stars help us
We're the first of this living breed

Oh, the limit is the sky
All them a squabble
Know some fight, no time have it
Intensify, my charity struggle
Known to deny, rise up from the rubble
Yo, we the next gen' of militants
The first of our kind
Rain hell when we dance words to the skies
Word to my tribe
And every single person alive
There's parasites out plottin' and they thirst for our lives
Serpents in hiding
Trying to put a curse in my kind
Never nervous, we calm
'Cause we servants of God
The world's in a bind, under curtain and blinds
The judge to the clergyman, lies further their crimes

There ain't nobody here but survivors
There ain't nobody here but us
There ain't nobody here but survivors
There ain't nobody here but us
There ain't nobody here but survivors
There ain't nobody here but us
There ain't nobody here but survivors
There ain't nobody here but us

We are the last of a dying breed
And the first of a new generation
Who refuses to die in need
And want of compensation
And now's the time for us
These eyes of the stars help us
We're the first of this living breed, oh