Experience is stolen,
I learned a thing or two,
I took a walk down the front line

With the dirt road view.
As City road keeps waiting for me
walking back to St. Pauls

I wanna chat to little bitty's
So I feel of some use.


I wanna talk to the Inkaman,
Place is like a lover
Will drain you like a vampire


I wanna, buy my way out
The city's pretty no more,

The black and white is gone gone
The riots different now son


I wanna talk to the Inkaman
Place is like a lover
Will drain you like a vampire


Like a vampire