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I and I, Rastafari, lift I and I eyes to the hills
Wherefore cometh I and I help
I and I help cometh from the most high King Haile I
Who bless I and I, Rastafari
Command I with strength, more life everlasting
When ten thousand rise up against I and I, Rastafari
They shall be cut off like green grass
Said, I keep rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Think I was gonna run? No!
Gonna stop? No!
Backstabbing niggas try go one side
Never gonna flop, no!
Never gonna mask
All dem a try, man a try, oh, come on
When mi buck up, you truck up, all head and foot bruk up
Inna di middle of di day, nah wait 'til di dark and dusk up
Tell police and soldier fi stop marrom dust up
Mek we go burn out, burn out, informer too much gossip, gossip
Buy mi self alarm and get mi princess drop top
Need a house pon di hill, a chill with mi foot cock up
Dis ya wickedly wickedly wicked, no pirate can strap up
Badmind, envy, grudge, full mi a beg unuh lockers
Mek mi double di bubble di chorus
Yuh go mek mi double di bubble di chorus
I've been rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Mi nah go run avoid yuh, no, just listen to me clearly
Nah go mask from di sky, oh, unuh better hear me
I'ma going gone, gone, gone, gone, left dem from early
Pack it up, pack it up, head into Shasha Marney
Handy Pammy daughter, whole of dem waan smarmy
Horny, horny, well waan me fi spawn it
Touch it up, touch it up, who di nanny, nanny?
Bun dutty life, you're corny
Ask dem, think I was gonna run? No!
Never hide, no!
Backstabbing niggas try go one side
Never gonna flop, no!
Never gonna stop
All dem a try, man a climb up to di top
Rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
But mi go see dem a come, dem go draw fi dem gun
Mi go draw fi mi drum, boof, dem drop a dung
Mi go see dem a rise and mi go spot dem a fall
Dem go see mi on di way, yes, mi sight dem all
Mi go hear dem a chat and mi hear dem a plot
All di chat dem a chat, mi lock steel go cross mi back
Mi go hear dem all a conspire 'gainst di king
And a chat bad ting 'bout all di song weh mi sing
But mi glad say, from mi raas all, man never cling
So mi burn out dem conspirising
Been rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from New York to Philly
Pop it off, buss one, dem check a two gun kiddy
Rapping up rhymes dem check a Tupac and Biggie
Mi deh yah before Steely and Clevey build giggy
Girls keep screaming from -



Autor(en): Cleveland Browne, Wycliffe Johnson, Rohan Bennett



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