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Intro by Beenie Man: 
It's a dancehall thing 

Chorus by Chevelle Franklin: 
She's a dancehall queen for life 
Gonna explode like dynamite
the girls dem weh nice and lovely, Beenie 
Man nuff a dem never want, but through mi step 
Up ina life, and start eat food dem a jump and France 
(Star)
To be the leader
Shame made you crawl back again from me to breathe
And be a man.
Born without the concept of hate 
Taught to act afraid
I've seen
life the exact reproduction of your own thoughts
There is no chance, coincidence or accident
In a world ruled by law and divine order
You rise as high
panicking 
While I'm rocking it 
Beenie Man locking it
You bitchin like a bitch 
Fool, put a sock in it
Rude boy cockin' it 
Hustler stockin' it
the leeches begin to
Suck away the lust for life

Thus
Escape takes lead
Into a world unknown uncontrolled by all
Where border are erased and potential
dealt with by the laws of God?

If sin were dealt with by the laws of man
Everybody would be in jail for life
In solitary confinement
With no one
Yes I! yes mon! 
A mi mon 
It's just like di four elements of life yuh know 
Earth wind water and fire and none caan work widout di other yuh know
Jimmy's not a high concept guy
But he's front page news, let me tell you why
He's on the cover of the New York Post
Every network, coast to coast
only I could meet the maker
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature, yeah

And what I wouldn't give to find a soul
a galla wuss
Chop it like a cutlass
Moses mi name Beenie Man

A Dat mi alias
Badmind syndrome kill
Marcus severious
Listen to mi hear dat call

Dem get
a galla wuss
Chop it like a cutlass
Moses mi name Beenie Man

A Dat mi alias
Badmind syndrome kill
Marcus severious
Listen to mi hear dat call

Dem get
only I could meet the maker
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature, yeah

And what I wouldn't give to find a soul
kinda sad that we blew out this concept

[Chorus 2x: Q-Unique]
Street life equals hard times plus
hard crimes divided by death
Prison multiplied by life
Jimmy's not a high concept guy
But he's front page news, let me tell you why
He's on the cover of the New York Post
All three networks, coast
More calm than a heartbeat that flat lines
Quiet like a dark street under the moonlight
A phrase of action that's been screamed by the guts of men,
freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon,
With the concept of life there was no hate, 
There was no sin, created by man, 
It's bred inside of him, humanity the chosen ones, 
Never ever
Tales of the tour and a hardcore life
Were matched by the popstar call to remind 
That we talk a lot, and soon it will come into focus
 
There's no
concept, teacher mosh it up, right
PRT p-osse, boy ghetto with philosophers
All can't get enough of this, drummer common insight, check
Here comes
In concepts of space
We were an illusion
A second in the cosmos
A minute in real time
We spent our time in search of life
It was so hard
He
I did
I can't love you because we're supposed to have professional boundaries.
I'd like you to be schooled and in awe
As though you were kissed by
a look like shaper 
Some of them a live life by day 
An some a dem a tink ?bout later 
Too many many many gun 
Too many many man dem mash up 
Paré
Billy, mon
Talking really and I need it mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man, see me, mon
Cheifin rollin deeper than any mon, through Jennings mon
Through you-City back up to Kingsland, wit nice