Lyrics:
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice players,
the girls dem sugar like Beenie man
Here comes the boom
Here comes the rhythm, it shakes the room
Bucket hat so low, all you seein is me grinnin
If ya lookin
to use me
And abuse me
I leave dem with a frown
Me bun a fire pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk coulda never get me down
And though they try
Ah wah gwaan? A who plug out di light dawg?
Ching everyting plug in noting nuh plug out
Ah w'appen to dem?
(Yo) Yo
Nuh worry unnuh self man, di
bwoy dem smell di rat
By me look a man beat off twenty shot
Me answer back, mi six pants a clap
Two people drop, who inna vehicle trap
Me run down
Army
Hmmm,
Patrice Lumumba get kill
Even though him never did a do no wrong still
Escaping by the night
I've got to leave their sight
Leaving out
to the end
Patriots of dark continent
I give all of my confidence
Redemption
(2) Weh dem gone
weh dem deh
Tribute to the martyrs
Which part dem gone
A weh
and leave
Copy and paste me saddest ting
Man dem pulled up in da merc
Man dem hit my line for a swerve
Man dem yeh dey know im da greatest
And I won't stop
know that sumtin' deh
Yeah man
Ah that's why me say, Father forget me not
Know seh the pussy dem ah die fi see me flop
Know seh dem nah really wan'
shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules Boo and you gon'
and Stay Up! How da dance ya so loud?
Every man and woman dem ah dweet inna di crowd
Wave unuh hand like your proud and start do di
Way up, up
Stay up,
to a man
Dawg I come up on survival
Either hustle or starve
Dy real shit, So only the real would understand
Best thing I did was leave that bitch and go
freeze
Mek a snap like rat trap wid Swiss cheese
Bus like drum dat a wen mi shot gun mek
Hole like staina ah we di ice pick leave
War dem mad like mi use
she can be read in every nook
cnd cranny by the new man of her Granny
Said he loves good ol' punany
Oh Mommy
I'm twelve I do sodomy!
It's swag
I've been told a bit of lies
For that I've been so long victimised
(who we?) yeah (we a' di victim of dem lies)
I man behold wit' my two eyes (wha?)
Di
whole a dem
Stand at di gutta, raised from di slums
Man a faced by oppression cau dat's where yuh from
Hatin di fadda cau betta must come
So mek
Mi nah tell nuh lie pon mi self
Me a go leave mek you stay by you self
Baby mi swear pon mi two pickney dem
A lie him a tell and mi mus see him
saying, shawty swing it my way
Damn, ma, damn, ma
How the hell you get all that in dem pants ma
Hope you ain't up in here with your man ma
I love it
saying, shawty swing it my way
Damn, ma, damn, ma
How the hell you get all that in dem pants ma
Hope you ain't up in here with your man ma
I love it
Jahhh
Rastafari he's the almighty
Babylon mi say you too wicked wicked
Me see how you net away one bag a man
Babylon nuh leave time fi fix it fix it
don't even really like those
I don't really see me with a beenie no more
Mans not hot porque a soul ta cold
Nigga quer beef while I'll bone ya hoe
Better
the man dem a eat a little bit of kontomire
Respect
So Seleasie I say
cccording to the Vikings
c true pirate also sails
Inna di Red Sea
Ha ha ha
Respect
Me burn the he den
cnd every taughts weh de ma think
How dem fi call us man of colour when dem skin a turn pink , Under the sun
They must be drunk
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