Sikka Rymes Reflects On Being Shot 3 Times In “I Can” With Vybz Kartel

Dancehall deejays Vybz Kartel and Sikka Rymes are motivating the public with their latest jam, “I can.”
In the song and video produced and directed by Dameon Gayle, the artists sing about strength and perseverance to achieve one’s goals despite the obstacles. “You can achieve anything you want to. So yuh can be weh yuh wah e yuh zeet.”
Sikka Rymes, whose real name is Javian Chambers, was shot three times in December 2019 shortly after leaving a party. Vybz Kartel’s January 2021 five-song album “Dancehall Royalty” debuted at number two on the US Reggae Albums chart after entering the streaming-driven Albums chart at number 36. Share this:

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Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) Sikka Rymes and Vybz Kartel have collaborated a number of times with songs, including “Skate” (2020), “Champagne Campaign” (2020), and “Like I’m Superman” (2019). Let nobody say you can’t when you can achieve anything you want. At the beginning of the song, Sikka Rymes shares some of his own personal challenges and his achievements. See 2019… is another challenge weh mi guh through. End up get three shot, u zimi. Mi overcome still, and still deh yah a push on with the music till all mi song go Billboard. Don’t let nobody say can’t.”
The song and video is definitely one of the most positive and inspirational productions that the two dancehall deejays have ever done. Vybz Kartel, who is currently facing life imprisonment, then comes through with the catchy chorus. “2013 was one of the hardest stage of mi life u zimi. Diabetes mash me up wicked. Andrew. The album features collaborations between Vybz Kartel, his son, Likkle Vybz, Renee 630, and Sikka Rymes. The dancehall deejay, who is also Vybz Kartel’s cousin was riding his motorcycle when he was pounced upon by armed men in a car near Sovereign Shopping Centre in Sandy Park, St.

Jolly Rogers – Numbers Lyrics

Though three survived that awful trip I’m the last one
of my crew
The others locked in their own minds, their voyage
never through
So listen to me lads before you take your hellish trip
Man belongs upon the ground, not on some Goddamn ship. More died from infection despite the surgeon’s tricks
That brought our bold and fearless crew down to forty-
six
We then sailed away thinking we had seen the worst
But we steered her back around when we heard a cannon’s
burst. Second fight that day and our luck was fading fast
Though we stayed afloat we’d lost most of our main mast
We were now adrift and very glad to be alive
Though I must admit our crew was now down to thirty-
five. Four more days had passed when we caught site of a gale
We were sucking rain from the rags that used to be our
sail
Another week adrift was the worst sight ever seen
Our beleaguered crew was now down to just seventeen. Sixty set out from Cambridge all good men and true
On a gunship bound for glory with a young and wild crew
We’d charge in, make our stand, and we’d see victory
But when we’d won our first battle there were only
fifty-three. The first mate started screaming and set the deck
alight
We tried to restrain him but he had a madman’s fight
When we stopped him he’d just hum “It’ll all be fine’
But by then our battered crew was no more than nine. From nine we went to seven, from seven down to three
The cabin boy, the carpenter and the boson, that was me
We all sat there on the deck, though none of us could
speak
We should be keeping watch but we were all too weak
The cabin boy was curled up in a corner all alone
The carpenter was muttering and gnawing on a bone
I just kept on laughing, cause I knew I’d lost my grip
As we were taken one by one to the rescue ship
Never go to sea, me boys, never leave the land
For once you’re out to sea it doesn’t matter what you
planned
Your life lies in the mercy of the sea heartless and
cruel
So you’ll stay ashore unless you truly are a fool. Most of the food was ruined from the salt sea down
below
But we didn’t fear ‘til the water started running low
With our bold and hardy crew just a fortnight out to
sea
The cruel sea had taken twelve and we were twenty-
three.