Raised up West Indian ways Parents immigrate inner England Mother's hospital four days late Still the rude boy land pon the cobble stones My mother she come from Saint Lucia My daddy traverse through Jamaica Hard times at birth that's cool I still was born with a heart of a lion Can't help where I was raised All the grimey survive inner England You can lose your life several ways With a beating, blade, or a gunshot For the moment put the weapon down I want you all take a think back No man ah them a love these days My generation called we the lost ones We are called Generation X So we come kill this for we people them Let's take this back in the days When the enemy now was an now then friend We are called Generation X So we come kill this for we people them Let's take this back in the days When the enemy now was a now then friend This one's for those who recall the days where we mash up in the house party Tenants, liquor, we are drink up and bad man did love it when bouncer ah sing Everyone them a press up Best believe it's a English night Eastman him ah spin Jah Tubbys Them ah spin on the other side Now Man skankin and coolin Nobody them shankin and foolin Each man up in the area Have his eye pon a pretty girl, spliff, and a cool drink But Me I smoke too much up And I don't need more liquor I ain't got time for the pretty girls coz I keep my vision on my brother Know this King family we move together And we don't get smother Them days inner London There were few gun men But best believe every youth man was a cutter We are called Generation X So we come kill this for we people dem Let's take this back in the days When the enemy now was a now then friend We are called Generation X So we come kill this for we people them Let's take this back in the days When the enemy now was a now then friend We are called Generation X So we come kill this for we people them Let's take this back in the days When the enemy now was a now then friend