All of the D.J.s surely have taken a lesson Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
A little competition comes my way Bittybye but it always winds up the same Ah, but the stone that the builder refuse Shall be the end cornerstone And there ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night
Ooh, all of the D.J.s surely have taken a lesson Try talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson Enough D.J.s come, enough, enough stylee But when I bust my lyrics, we all know it's wicked and wily
Ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night
Ooh, you finish that with your gat if you wanna walk with me You bound to come down with the new stylee Rock a rubadub known as reggae music You gonna come down with the new lyrics 'Cause it just ain't no thing, oh, I said, it's been a real long time
Ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night
Ah, Dreddy's got a job to do, but he might fulfill his mission To see his pain will be his greatest ambition We will survive in this world of competition Truly, God set around the nation, bo bo bo
I won't wait so long, ooh I said, I won't wait so long for you, ooh, ooh See now, ooh, woh
Stop your messing around Better think of your future Time you straighten right out Or you'll wind up in jailTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
