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you are probably thinkin That it's about time The reggae scene and rap music Must cross the line and party (together) You might think I'm not for yard
know you hide some too Messing with my head Your like a artist with a bank canvas (Swirl) Making me work with little effort Yard boy you're a devil
Big scholar Dutty crook Yow st Mary Mhhhmmm Bang wi bang yi line fi a living Bloody Every day d killa dem press Jus get a car Issa house mi want next
spillin’ Callin’ on from the yard on FaceTime Communicatin’ but it look like gang signs Talk your broad into givin’ me some FaceTime We ain’t
and talking slow, afros & loud ass Italian clothes, People bar-be-quein in the front yard Money from the first of the month card! [Eightball] If anybody out
the bag) Why these motherfuckers always in the front yard Shootin' dice on the porch, them lil' niggas got them broads Sale after sale, the cellphones
ding two 99s G, I just give her the eye Now juices flowing in panty-lines Bro invested in county lines Shrop' last night, woke up in a random yard I had
Ready fi go a we yard Sickning with the swag if a shopping So you know we spend a bag like A shopaholic with a black card Loui catalogue When we a record
with the Banton stink They fight for the belt like boxing ring Had rocks in a hotbox ting Tryna find new yards, no Foxton shift Fifty-five-0 on a chopped
She was in the back yard Say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up A white pick-up truck Her folks should a seen it comin' It was
She was in the back yard Say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up A white pick-up truck Her folks shoulda seen it comin' It was
of who you think you are, We're gonna play it by heart. Come break out I'm in the front yard, Break out of who you wish you were, We're gonna play it by
your couch And it's knowin' I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in the back
ain't got no blues, got chickens in my back yard (Yodel-ay-ee, lay-ee-ay, dee-yodel-ay-ee) Got corn in my crib, cotton growin' in my patch Got corn
Holly Street E8 was my domain Pon the front line before the trendy came And the corner shop man They used to know my name They used to cash the child
chieftain is my paw-paw He gets his orders from my maw-maw She makes him walk the line You can find me in my wigwam I'll be beatin' on my tom-tom Pull
on the line, too much on my mind Too much ain't enough for my plans Nike don't pay me to tell you, "Just do it" They pay me to show you I do it again Huh?
And I'm still ride or die for the squad (yeah) So you know which side that I'm on If a battle line's ever drawn, but if I get involved It'll be like K9's
your couch And it's knowin' I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in
your couch And it's knowin' I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in
Couldn't do nothing but laugh Credit cards separating White lines on a mirror Roll a 100 dollar bill Now my sinus all clearer Flat screen porn
Let me tell you why I'm the king of grime You write a hundred million different flows I write that classical line to last me my whole life time No
and it's all mine Cant see you hoes blurry blurred lines Pretty lil bitch snatched wasteline I been drippy for a long time plenty digits and it's all mine
that's facts Snapback backpack back pack Ot lets trap lets trap lets trap Used to put food on lines Now its tunes online More track more tracks More tracks
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