Chorus
Oh, show everyone what you can do
And when you can't take them anymore
Lift yourself higher than anyone
Show them what you can do, show them what you can do
Part 1.
Come from behind and don't let your head down cuz you've got no reason
Since you were a child you wanted respect
And at night, in the hood, with the guys
You told them what you wanted to do but they didn't listen
You kept going on, didn't listen their words
Because you knew you were gonna make them remember you.
You wanna be president, star or a doctor.
You wanna be on top, in front of everyone.
Take your clothes and leave.
Show the world
That you are not the joking kind.
Show them what you can do, what you know, what you do.
Didn't you have enough of sitting, enduring, not saying anything?
The world is mean even if it doesn't seem so.
They are jealous when they think you
Make more than them
Why fall in their pit instead of them?
Chorus
Part 2.
All my life, all my life, I've been in the entire world.
And from everywhere I've got what was useful for me,
Because I started from the bottom and I had the knife in my bones (figure of speech, it means he was very poor)
This is a wicked man now
This Pacha Man inna the zone.
Fire burnin on my lyrics
When I teach you to be strong.
To example fi di young, to example fi di old...yes
If it's a bad situation I will keep it to my shoulda
I'm a souljah and I will keep my head up no matter how hard it is
Yes, I still love Jah, oh Jah
You give me strength, and love for the soul that asks for it
Struggle in everyday, rents will gonna pay,
I still remember how I was inna the hungry day
But I'll find a way
Cause the system only show me in time
You're the ghetto way
Chorus.