Murder Music - Chase & Status, Kabaka Pyramid, Ms. Dynamite

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

(Streets yeah…)

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

In a di street

Tings a get rougher than rough in a di street

Everyday a gunshot a buss in a di street

Police them a pull out handcuffs in a di street

Another Ghetto youth locked up in a di street

Tings a get rougher than rough in a di street

Everyday a gunshot a buss in a di street

Police them a pull out handcuffs

Now another Ghetto youth locked up in a di street

Ting dem a clap in a di street

Everyman strap in a di street

Is a trap in a di street

Haffi know da map in a di street

Wrong turn your kids get kidnap in a di street, yo

Haffi wise when you drop in a di street

Can’t take a nap in a your vehics

Man will thief out your four tyre left your hubcap in a di street

Make you nah go back in a di street

When mi say in a di street

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

(In a di street)

(In a di street)

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

(Gunshot them go bang bang bang bang)

In a di street

Ting dem a clap in a di street

Everyman strap in a di street

Is a trap in a di street

Haffi know da map in a di street

Wrong turn your kids get kidnap in a di street, yo

It’s a living hell in a di street

Man a get shell in a di street

Man will cut out your try tek you pon a stairwell in a di street

Bid you farewell in a di street

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

(Gunshot them go bang bang bang bang)

(In a di street)

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

(In a di street)

(In a di street)

You can’t runaway from yourself — ay

You can’t runaway from yourself no no

Everyday a gunshot gunshot gunshot

Another Ghetto youth dem just locked up in a di street