Can I (Show Ya)

Can I
Can I show you
What i see with mine eyes?
Well:
They can’t stop me now
They can’t hold me down
Blvk hH3ro again, ohh ohh
H3ro again oh oh!

Hook:
Can I show ya?
A place where the youth with degrees sitting on the corner
Always on guard an their palms filled with marijuana
An’ when them talk bout corn
No, dem nah talk bout nuh farmer
Now in comes the Karma
Yow repatriation!

Verse 1:
Tell dem say them affi come better
When it comes to the pressure
Me nuh novice no beginner man
Jah say we huh lose
So we affi be the winner man
My words come to save
Come to save every sinner man;
Say yow, now the truth yo it bitter like Cerasee
No cinnamon (sinner, man)
Eyes pon the prize, so you nuh see no man;
Mama inna grief, an’ the food it affi eat
An you can’t forget the team
Wide awake living the dream (whoa, yeah!);
An things better now (better now)
But they’re days them in fact
When me never have much
And mama fry the chicken back
Never snapper, a did sprat!
An’ she never have no cooking oil
She fry the chicken fat! (whoa, yeah!)
An me say all we speak a facts god knows
Come to the ghetto if you think a lie
To summarize just bring your eyes

Hook:
Can i Show ya
A place where the youth with degrees sitting on the corner
Always pon guard an’ their palms filled with marijuana
An when them talk bout corn
No, dem nah talk bout nuh farmer!
Now in comes the karma
Yow repatriation!
Ahhhhhaaa!
Repatriation yeah!
Mi repartriation Ahhhhhaaa!
Now in comes the karma!

Verse 3:

Some dem a get it however
For worse or for better
The dollar dinero the mula the cheddar
Some say them at the point
Of giving up, yes giving up
Some say dem can’t do no better, no better
Some say dem a try, yo every day
In everyway, in every endeavor
Improving smart an’ clever
Setting up plans like an umbrella
Just to whether any weather
Yu set up countermeasures!

Bridge:
They can’t stop me now
They can’t hold me down
They won’t they won't ye
They won’t they won't
They can’t stop us now
They can’t hold us down
They won’t they won't
They won’t they won't!

Reprise:
Can i Show ya
Yo a place where the youth with degrees sitting on the corner
Always pon guard, an their palms filled with marijuana
An when them talk bout corn
No dem nah talk bout nuh farmer!
Now in comes the karma
Yow repatriation!

(repatriation!)
Now in comes the karma
Now in comes the karma
They can’t stop us now
They can’t hold us down
They won’t they won't
They won’t they won't