Perfect Weather Lyrics

Now Big Up to the massive and crew

This is CoolieDread and the Microphone Commanders

Giving ya'll positive vibes seen!

Inna me Yard There's no Flakin'

All of di pain an suffering

Why duh wi keep pon struggling?

Now hear this!

Working so hard coz di pressure all around

Fight against di odds ‘til we be safe and sound

Struggling everyday and there’s nothing dem can say

We living in dis life, we doin’ it our way

Now hear di ghetto youth and listen to wat dem sayin’

They beg fah likkle food and inna di street dem ah sleeping

Opportunity is scarce so we must not be flakin’

We need to overstand di importance of di children

Di youth be working tuff to have enuff food to eat

Him ave to be di boss, must stand up on his own feet

Don’t fear about di cost, livin a life that is sweet

Just like di famous saying “what you sow is what you reap”

Pressure still around / every neighborhood and town

Babylon will tell ya hope is nowhere to be found

Be dreading fah dat day this life we must repay

Give thanks to di most high in every possible way

Pressure

It comes wheneva

Just hope for di betta

A perfect weatha

Pressure

It comes wheneva

Just hope for di betta

A perfect weatha

Innovative music / mek move ya shoe /

Mi grow up inna de Island of Cebu

Young asian girls an boys / have no clue

Dancehall music inna Filipino view

Innovative music / mek move ya shoe /

Mi grow up inna de Island of Cebu

Young asian girls an boys / have no clue

Dancehall music inna Filipino view

The meaning of life without believin’

Tek out dema roots and have no meanin’

Work up your knowledge, fi stop dem struglin’

Coz inna mi yard fi no no flakin’

Roots and culcha, now starts fadin’

All dema youths, drownin’, all dem killin’

Good old days, fi everyone’s helpin’

No no lyin’, no back stabbin’!!!

The meaning of life without believin’

Tek out dema roots and have no meanin’

Work up your knowledge, fi stop dem struglin’

Coz inna mi yard fi no no flakin’

Roots and culcha, now starts fadin’

All dema youths, drownin’, all dem killin’

Good old days, fi everyone’s helpin’

No no lyin’, no back stabbin’!!!

Pressure

It comes wheneva

Just hope for di betta

A perfect weatha

Pressure

It comes wheneva

Just hope for di betta

A perfect weatha