Melanin - Kele

Standing on the block shotting reefer

He thinks he’s too fly for the five o

Got a rolex on his hand

Gonna stick it to the man

Cos he just made 2 grands

Gotta be God’s plan

None to wise best believer

Dutty wining in the middle of the road

Sometimes you got to flex to get respect

For the ones who did not make it

For the ones who lost who were struck down

For the ones who fell before us

Or yet to come

It’s all going off at true flavours

He’s looking criss in the barber’s chair

Park your bimma in the road

Don’t care who knows he’s down to fight

Boys not raised right

Where you at?

Where you been?

Where you going fam?

It’s carved in stone like a hieroglyph

Let this black man show you how to get down

How you gonna know your weight in gold?

Why your skin glows in sunlight?

How you gonna know

If you’re not told the truth about where you’re from?

Don’t you wanna know your weight in gold?

Why your skin glows in sunlight?

Don’t you wanna know the truth about where you’re from?

How you gonna know your weight in gold?

Why your skin glows in sunlight?

Sometimes you got to flex to get respect

For the ones who did not make it

For the ones who lost who were struck down

For the ones who fell before us

Or yet to come

I’m just a rub-a-dub soldier

I’m just a rub-a-dub soldier

I’m just a rub-a-dub soldier

Fighting to keep the ruckus alive