Lyrics:
fled
Before they ask us to pay the bill
& while we still have a chance
Let's face the music & dance
Soon, we'll be without the moon
Humming
beating harder
A riddim inna my chest
Everyday taking it higher
Higher
Mi live it up and they go "what a gwaan?"
Disyah fire man a rise is like no
works with your fate
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed
If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave.
Well, there ain't
works with your fate
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed
If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave.
Well, there ain't
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
in a ditch
We been hittin' them licks since we was 14
Now they say you in a calmer place
I couldn't tell by the looks on yo' momma face
Now
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the yout
Man know
for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the yout
Man know
The bando, it look like Siberia (One)
They catch me, my face is familiar (One)
I had my shank in the school cafeteria (One)
The man's just talkin', left him
many man many man
Look at my face
Se you know me well
Awa ma ball ama Para very well
Tema kowa je biti honeywell
Many man many man many man
Look at my
Man I've been trapping all day
Man I don't even sleep
I been posted on the block ain't
Make it home in a week
I don't even chang my clothes, wash my
doing as well as we could
Then four niggas came walking by and they was up to no good
And said if you guys think you dope man then you misunderstood
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
Lord! Dispear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya,
And I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And by a thousand powder-burns"
Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor
The old man said, prepared to face the music and laugh
"Bring the shadows down on the heads of the soft ladies
That lie on their mechanical beds"
"And
we're headed straight for hell
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got
weh nah work with it a get chase
Broadboard fi di boy weh a look up inna man face
Moët and Alizé by di case
Guinness and Heineken just in case
Moët
we're headed straight for hell
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got
regret
With you by my side, I'll face the world
Night drive, let's do it again, that's right
Night drive, we'll never forget
Memories we'll share, we'll
man life
Coca cola with d vodka na chak man life
Ah jes wan live dis life bo da chak man life
Ah nor able feel me face
Shoes untie na wan gh lace
Borbor
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