Lock Di City

Holy Emmanuel, I say Lord
Say I, Jah Rastafari
I the key for the city
I the chairman, I show Babylon no pity
Hey!
Buss a mic, buss a mic, buss a mic
The whole world want to know who am I
Buss a mic, buss a mic, buss a mic
Me still a say Rastafari
Bumbo clot!

Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty
Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty

Bad yuh a text a man stupid like clown
No fool can come lock down me compound
Dem no know attitude different from pronoun
So me rock in the shack in the world with bare it bound
Kick pirate outta town where dem cannot be found

Go ask Delavega fi the Spanish Town
If buss a mic buss what no original sound
When the woman dem see the German dem have to surround
Badmind and grudgeful dem a go drop down

Studio come down worth a million pound
Me build enough streaming centers and millennium gown
Now the whole place a pop down, buzz what!

Ask who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from London, New York to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty
Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty

Lock up the city that me say me have the place locked down
Nuff a dem check the German who da pop down

From Jamdown straight back to Oxown
Me national herbicide take the drop down
Well Zulu ask me if I gonna bring me Nasak down
Make me link Zion www.com
Dem want the ghetto note dem seconds me watch 'em
Make me spin my real army shotgun
Well me ready fi go attack and me a hot now

Long time me tell dem say me hot now
You know say dem no waan face the fact now
Sit down one side a black curve shot burn

Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty
Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty

I'm not here to abuse the freedom of speech
Fire burn from the west straight back to the east
Burn out thief and me go burn out police
Put a fire pon the politics, need the world a change
Bless up all the king and all the prophet and the priest

Look out Jamaica island it sweet

Lock me ready fi lock down this with ease
Lock down the great and the less Antilles
Swarm dem with lyrics like holistic and bees
Harvest over no fruits or rot trees
Me give dem sweet songs like these
Eh, me never age a the breeze

Ask them who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty
Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?
Check from New York, London to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty
Who a lock the city? Who burn iniquity?

Check from London, New York to Mississippi
Ask Little Nicky, check Ricky Tiki
Ask City Cutie from over in the gritty

Buss a mic, buss a mic, buss a mic
The whole world want to know who am I
Buss a mic, buss a mic, buss a mic
Me still a say Rastafari
Lord I, buss a mic