Pressure

Yo, you know them a got run Outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yo, send for the stretcher So what them man a deal with? Who can't hear them a go feel it Ready fi go sign and seal it fire cyan dun Fire just start Fire a go bun up the whole o'them clot Yo, you know them a got run Outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yo, send for the stretcher So what them man a deal with? Who can't hear them a go feel it Ready fi go sign and seal it fire c'yan dun Fire just start Firе a go bun up the whole o'them bumbaclot Listеn, fresh out the dungeon L-O-N-D-O-N function Bun a boy's skin like bunsen Mi darts them ready and Them tough like Samson You know my ting already, me no like (Woof) Action, mi nah deal with the long talking Wait for the revolution But the revolution can't start We affi go bloodclot start it Spentshell will cover this rahtid Shot them for sail like Petticoat Lane Politics keep my people Dem starving Now you get savages wild can't tame Why them a make money in a bundle Gyal a sell pussy can they want A next gram of cocaine When the mandem belly start rumble Come out the jungle, Babylon's burning today Them a run outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time down, yo, send for the stretcher So what them man a deal with? Who can't hear them a go feel it Ready if go sign and seal it fire c'yan dun Fire just start Fire a go bun up the whole o'them bumbaclot You know them a got run outta Town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yo, send for the stretcher So what them man a deal with? Who can't hear them a go feel it Ready fi go sign and seal it fire cyan dun Fire just start Fire a go bun up the whole o'them clot Yo, you know them a got run Outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yo, send for the stretcher So what them man a deal with? Who can't hear them a go feel it Ready fi go sign and seal it fire c'yan dun Fire just start Fire a go bun up the whole o'them bumbaclot Listen, general election so we Gonna gatecrash that Slap 'way everything in Babylon section We tired of the fuckery and we don't chat What them a chat bout? While we a hunt for the food And them argue about tax People are dead, mum's still crying The fire's gonna blaze on these aristocrats So I send for the Gideon boot Camouflage suit Snipers up on the Parliament roof Circle the bass for the 14th hour We make the war get wicked by quarter past 2 Solutions or 21 gun salute Simple from a warrior's point of view Bareface ting when I run upon them Rah! Nobody raasclaat move