This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

We used to hang out together down on Vaughn Rd, at the old coffee house, the coffee house is gone now

Here comes Zubba man, here comes Ovid, we had a good thing going, there was a whole bunch of brethren
Here comes killa George here comes Trini Don, you know they both died of bang bang, I feel so sad that they are gone

It was a place of refuge for the yard youth, in those days we spoke about real roots, we were proud of our culture, so proud of our culture.

In the 70ts not many of us with warrior hearts we had to be real tough, though the numbers were against us, Babylon couldn’t bend us

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

Big Earl playing, slam a double six down! Joey had a real frown and Tonka always played the clown
Reasoning session always an obsession, cause every youth know them bible even the ones them weh idle. You see we learn from

Grandma a country, bring over seas to the big city, so we always chat with variety, keen observers of society. You think with all that some would know better, to follow truth and serve Jah creator, some listen to seducers and some fell in love with white powder

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

Hans was amongst the very best of us, that’s why Babylon them turn him into dust

Where is stone age? We used to read off the same page, I heard that they deported you back, I hope that you are living on the right path. I saw your brother when I went to Vancouver, he is the one that told me they removed ya, told him brother Hans had passed, we shared a few tears and laughs

Its so hard for a teenager to come from Trinidad or Jamaica trying to fit in, we had to learn a brand-new rhythm. But our ancestors showed us real courage, its time to step from violence to knowledge

So their memories wont be in vain, so many years we felt that pain.
Yes my brothers you’re always with me, we made each other who we are

Though somma unnu turn worthless you know the rest a we turn super stars

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

This ones for my yes its for my some of my old friends, some of my old friends

And if you remember me from back then, one thing you’ll remember is I always had my guitar in my hand