Dis ya era dem a hot one, yuh see. Skeng pon di scene delivering fire, makin' di crowds move. Every song pumpin', every verse a banger. Dem riddim so sick, it go straight to you soul. Di whole scene feelin' di vibes. From di streets, you hear dem lyrics echoin'. It like everyweh burning with dis heatwave. But it ain't right. Dem gone. Where dem go