Lyrics:
marijuana a light
Everybody gwaan hold a vibes
Man straight like a seam female by mi side
Me and her later tonight
Mi nuh see nuh man a fuss and nobody naah
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
holla don't trip
Break her off a few dollars take
Her on a few trips
Give him lil' thigh mama give him lil' hip
Then you give him lil' wind-up
Give him
a different habitat
Just to cut my grass the landscaper
Make a half a stack
I'm the truth and you a lie, commit suicide
Just dose off in a coffin
And take
(Let Him in)
Mmm, let Him in
(Yeah)
Yeah, uh
Let Him in
Uh
Let Him in
Uh
Let Him in, Let Him in, Let Him in
Let Him in
Uh
Let Him in
Uh
Let Him in,
aggression I'm teaching
Take negative energy and aim it at ya enemy
Better him instead of me
Breathe steadily
Cos stamina's important
Longevity like Jordan
overbooked? Yes sir
Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest
But all they got left is this guy called West
That'll take Freeway, throw him
bird on my balls, Spurs (finish him!)
Fam what's good?
I can't do it but the mandem could
Bang that Bubu, ban that Buju
I use God, them man use JuJu
solid proof from their Lord, reported by a witness from Him, and before it the book of Moses has set a precedent and a mercy, they will surely believe
But
If you see that fuck nigga take him out
If you see that fuck nigga take him out
If you see that fuck nigga
If you see that fuck nigga
If you see that
the year 1985
there is a whole lot of things Pato Banton realized
that when you pocket dry people pass you by
but as you pocket full you have friends like
a na go preach it out
Mi shift mi gear like a hunter, a call
No fear, no run from puss and dab
Satan kick him out afi mi yard
I know anybody a go sit
Tyrant
Yea
A Di Banton
Trupa Yours Truly
LionClanForever
She a say she don't know know
Don't know know
She a say she don't know know
Don't know know
Like a screen pass
The straps hang off of the arm
Like it's a lean bag and I can box
This right hand'll lean Cass'
I take him back to the early 2000's
Huh
Whose calling me so early
Hey, who's this
It's me, Bazooka Banton
Take a look outside your bloodclot window
Walked out the door
Lit up a roach
Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand
tru palace now i'm right by where the 9 is
Bullet and rico got fuck off rambos wyling like some pirates
I got some demons in designers
419ers, buju boys
Rrrrr
KushMatic
A Di Banton Rrrr
LionClan Rrrrr
Yo skaliba
Yo Supa
Still deh inna ie trap
Still deh inna ie trap
Still deh inna it
Still
Still deh
go over there.
Bitch I got this covered, ey watch.
Bitch back off, I’ll take care of him
Bitch back off, I’ll scratch out your eyes
Bitch back off
than an icebox
Crushed Thor's hammer then she knocked
Him off the Bifrost stranded on Sakaar
Thor is taken by a Valkyrie
And forced to fight the Hulk
off (It ain't for me)
I'm goin' off (It's all for Him)
I go off off off off off off off
I go off off off off off off off
I was a hot head
Bad
suitcase, I'll be back
And don't take my pictures off a' the wall
Oh, did you hear me?
Don't let him change a thing 'cause I'll be back
Just tell him
His arms
I'm saved by His embrace, yeah
Existing through the chaos
Faith though Him really paid off
All of His love made me take off
Believing in Him
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