LYRICS: DJ Khaled – These Streets Know My Name

The 14th song on DJ Khaled’s new album, GOD DID, is “These Streets Know My Name.” It was written by Capleton and includes Buju Banton, Skillibeng, Bounty Killer, Sizzla, and Skillibeng. You can read the official lyrics to “These Streets Know My Name” below and sing along.

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Intro: Capleton, Skillibeng, Sizzla & DJ Khaled

Blessed is the man that walketh not
In the council of the ungodly (Yuh sih)
Nor standeth in the ways of sinners (Yeah man, a Eastsyde, brrrp)
Great is Jah (Judgment yard)
And greatly to be praised (We The Best Music)
In the city of our Jah, in the mountain of his holiness (Yeah, man, a top ranking)
Another one, DJ Khaled (Yuh sih)

Verse 1: Skillibeng & DJ Khaled

Alien badness, I stay with a ‘matic
And don’t play with the badness, and don’t ramp with Khaled
Never believe in us, God did (God did), that’s why we roll with chopstick
Something long like a mop stick, shooters don’t need no practice
Expert shootеr dem Mavericks
With the broom thеm a brand this
Fire, not miss
A we have the chalice
I keep, gi’ them boy deh a knock knee
A baby them God see
Whole of the weight go down ‘pon me, heavy weight
DJ Khaled bring the beat and I kill the beat
Me can fling lyrics
Yeah, Eastsyde is in the lead
Unuh a disbelief, a expensive feature
So some bitch will pree, the bwoy smile enuh, ang gon’ medz mi later
Boy them play you hard a fi your owner paper
Do my crimes so neat
Eastsyde no fear investigator
I know me roots like cultivation
I love Jamaica and puff me grades and I stack the paper
Buy some shot with face ‘pon it, calculator
We born fi danger, Eastsyde get the cash fi repatriation
Eastsyde a rule from God creation with bad behavior
Somebody go tell me teacher say me did wrong fi say that
School alone and I love me fucking occupation
Not a failure, Skilli ‘pon a beat is like gas to flames yah
So the place a burn down every fire station
Can’t put out the flame like alien invasion, money makers

Interlude: Buju Banton & Skillibeng

Oh, yeah, oh (Brrrp)

Chorus: Buju Banton, Skillibeng & Capleton

These streets knows my name, yeah (Murder)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah ah)
Hoii, burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
More education and more wealth, now
Them wan’ help now, them wan’ help now
And yuh fi know how fi get in a yuh (A you wan’ tell them something?)

Verse 2: Capleton & Sizzla

From them sell out, we nah go friend them up
Me say anytime you ready, just send them up
And make me burn them up, and burn them up and heng dem up
Babylon say independent and then pen them up (Yeah)
Modern slavery, a that a heng them up
Buju Banton, Sizzla, and Khaled nah go friend them up
Killer cross, Skillibeng a fi go pen dem up
Wen fire a fi go burn dem, alright
When you see the nation (But we tell them), no violation (So we tell them)
Tell them liberation (Now we tell them), tell them reparation (Hoii)
When you see Jah nation (But we tell them), no segregation (So we tell them)
Hope and aspiration (Now we tell them) a fi bun up Satan
Weh them a wait ‘pon?

Chorus: Buju Banton, & Bounty Killer

These streets knows my name, yeah (Murder)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah ah)
Hoii, burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
Celestial meditation when the kush touch di flame
Boy, you fi put the respect ‘pon we name
Or the scope them will aim

Verse 3: Bounty Killer

Well, clip a race, them run it and the Killer make the hammer clap
The banger weh we use, line them up and no scammer chat
The bomb a drop, all robber talk, the don a chat
Legendary status, rich badness, back on that
Them should a know, me watch and protect and me chain a blind them eye
And gyal a press it, and a send it back like a reply
Them think them can run in this, ‘nough nose between them eyes
Skilli’ roll up with a hundred dirt bike
We roll up in a these rides, Louis V slide
Chain bright like a street light, weh you feel like?
Extra clip weh we carry have thirty-eight nine
You no wan’ Eastsyde, buss your head in three side
Tell them say a one grung gad, nah fear, dem nuh run down fad
Buss head like condom, all blood a leak out ‘pon them Glock
Them know a different port fi mon and the banton shot
Ask the street cah we been bad

Chorus: Buju Banton, Sizzla & Capleton

These streets knows my name, yeah (Selassie I)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah ah)
Hoii, burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
More, more flames (Sizzla)
But a weh them take you for?
More fire, more, more, more flames

Verse 4: Sizzla

Respect goes a far way, not half way
We be at this all day
Never gonna get me giving up, we going all the way
The ups and the downs, yeah, the cuts and the bruise, uh
The system messing up, yeah, but what we all gotta choose
And it ain’t getting no better, if you sit back, you lose, uh
My brothers and the sisters all over the news (Hey)
That’s what we do, yeah, we burn out corruption (Hey)
And big up your group, tell them watch how we function (Hey)
What next to do when yuh reach out to junction? (Hey)
A mother’s slammed giving up a conduction
Heads up, heads high
The limit is the sky
Heads up, heads high
The limit is the sky (Whew)
Catch them, do the damage, get the package, I’m out
Getting the money, that’s what they hate I’m about

Chorus: Buju Banton, Capleton & DJ Khaled

These streets knows my name, yeah (Murder)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah ah)
Burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
They ain’t believe in us; Jamaica did

Outro: Capleton

Fire, hoii

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