Grow up pon di gully side Empty pot But mi full a pride Whole heap stress inna mama eyes Still she hum a likkle melody Gun talk echo down di lane Blue light flash Everybody frame But when dat riddim drop inna mi brain Cloud part Mi start levitate Bout di struggle But di music sweet Lift up yuh soul Move yuh feet No Babylon system can lock wi beat Wi still ah rise inna di heat Bout di struggle But di music sweet Bare concrete But di vibe so deep No Babylon system can tek wi dream Turn up di joy til di speaker scream (hey!) Every likkle youth a born star Even if him cyah see that far Sound string up on a old handcart Whole scheme turn into dance yard Sweat drip But di heart feel light Whole crew jumpin same time Same height Bare pain hide inna pure delight When wi spin round under street light Bout di struggle But di music sweet Lift up yuh soul Move yuh feet No Babylon system can lock wi beat Wi still ah rise inna di heat Bout di struggle But di music sweet Bare concrete But di vibe so deep No Babylon system can tek wi dream Turn up di joy til di speaker scream (woah) ✍️ Lyrics & Concept: Kwame / garthmiller73 © 2026 Gator Muzik LLC. All Rights Reserved.
