Koffee - Burning Lyrkit'te

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Koffee

Burning

Burning

Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oo-ooh (Come wid di fyah)

Come wid di fyah di City burning
Now mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire we have a burning sound and if wi try fi retire mi leave Dem yearning
Nuttn cyaah out my flame, no it cyaah quench, cyaah cool, cyaah tame
Since the devil nuh like it, him say him returning now
So mi jus give him the fyah and mek it burn him

Koffee pon di street and cop inna di heat, jeans pants an' crocks, no socks deh pon mi feet, knapsack weh mi a beat well pack up an' it neat
Stay woke no sleep mi nuh likkle bo-peep
Money pon mi mind but mi neva ave a coin naah cuss mi jus a hustle Fi di pretty Dolla sign
A Neva nuff fun time, life rough sometime but mi know me an me mommy affi si di sunshine

Dats why mi Come wid di fyah di City burning
Now mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire we have a burning sound and if wi try fi retire mi leave Dem yearning
Nuttn cyaah out my flame, no it cyaah quench, cyaah cool, cyaah tame
Since the devil nuh like it, him say him returning now
So mi jus give him the fyah and mek it burn him (burn, burn, burn, burn, burn)

Seet yah wah become a Peta, Mommy see mi Doctor, Granny seh mi preacher, wah fi be a Rasta
Daddy see mi neata, pita Neva like dat so him tek di street-a
Everybody born wid a talent yuh fi feature, blessings in abundance, weh wi fi cherish each-a, Neva be ungrateful, life is such a teacha (teacha) have it pon upsetta track, see mi bring di heat ya

Come wid di fyah di City burning
Now mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire we have a burning sound and if wi try fi retire mi leave Dem yearning
Nuttn cyaah out my flame, no it cyaah quench, cyaah cool, cyaah tame
Since the devil nuh like it, him say him returning now
So mi jus give him the fyah and mek it burn him

Run up an' down
'ave dem a run up an' down
Yea a Koffee deh yah wid di Don sound,anytime mi come roun'
A madness pon di compound (pon di compound)
Man a tun fool a tun clown
But Jah-Jah cover mi journey (cover mi journey), I beg yuh guide it, an' any trouble mi see (trouble mi see), help mi avoid it, mi know seh anything mi need God will provide it (anything),and he will still have a time for me beside it

Come wid di fyah di City burning
Now mi jus a tun it up higher and keep it burning
It a bun like a tire we have a burning sound and if wi try fi retire mi leave Dem yearning
Nuttn cyaah out my flame, no it cyaah quench, cyaah cool, cyaah tame
Since the devil nuh like it, him say him returning now
So mi jus give him the fyah and mek it burn him

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