[Verse 1] Yeah yeah, that a the sound when the rhyme reach me Inna me mind if the rhyme please me Then me take time fi put it pon the right beat fi it Diggy digging 'bout nine feet deep fi find it And if him find it, him affi go provide it Any beat me collide with, me pick a fight with Tump up the kick, cut the snare with me knifey Lyrics them hot like grabba a Standpipe It nuh easy now, fi find lyrics like these yah now Hol' a seat a mek we reason now Cause me without the rhyme is like weed without the THC Doctors without the PhD Officers without the gun pon waist, so when me buss a rhyme Me have it lock and me a cut it like Busta Rhyme Me buss a line like me skip to the front of it Do it for free cah me spit fi di fun of it Yeah, so me a vocalise Cause nuff a them a spit total lies over mics And now with me them waa fi socialise Because me music it nuh localise Is no surprise Seh Me nuh have no hook pon dah chune yah But when me done them ago hook pon dah tune yah When me spit me next line Every woman inna di dance ago ask what is number of me next line It ago tek time fi me buss Big, no mini bus Yesterday you see me pon the mini bus Crush linen stuff, no tight skinny stuff Down to me wallabees Gyal I hear yuh holla please Cause all of these artist fake Them nuh see seh this artist great Weh them a orchestrate Them tell me seh me Clarks is fake And when them the the touch stage, bokkle cross them face Them feel seh them a di toppa thing And one year pass and mi figet seh them did drop a thing Wannabes true them drop a Sting Now them head hot, like a top a spin True them drop a Sumfest them a confess Them a di real thing Sizzla Kalonji dem, a dem a di real thing Buju, Capleton, yow a them a the real king Them music make me ras up and seal thingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
