Songtexte Higher - Mista Trick Remix - KD Soundsystem , LePrince

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
That's when this game sound a beat

Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Dem never hear us sound like this, nuh
'Cause we come from far
Strap it all the way to the other side
Come back to mama Afrikan
Throw it away, don't give us the spirit
Physical, not be bawlery killing
Team gone, that dancehall
Fire is on, raid the phone, get you gone
Energy sound is on sound
How many roots dey? How many touchy dey?
How many sun a shine? We play this and they say, "Honey"
How many roots dey? How many touchy dey?
How many sun a shine? Take we in this one a day
Man, the DJ kill the young, play this system fire game
So me tell the youth a say, "We run the town, we no follow dem"
Run this town, no, we never
Ready for the rhythm and come around
Who you? Who will change the sound?
Bad boy, rude boy, dance the gogo

Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Gimme the, gimme the sound again
Pull up your tools, must shot again
Runnin' in time, couldn't ever take a bomb, the fire
The most tired, nah, him say, "Mi last"
We the girl dem now who rate the style
We no want no bad, just feed it out, we higher
This dey no Mickey Mouse, we no mini mouse
We dey pon the ruckus, we shot
We hold the bat, the sound clever fast
Deh pon the mix, we can't stop, no
Mama, mama, don't like the drum
Me just know the stick like Barack Obama
Who tired? Weh the good God?
From the day we land, we running out far
How many roots dey? How many touchy dey?
How many sun a shine? We play this and they say, "Honey"
How many roots dey? How many touchy dey?
How many sun a shine? Take we in this one a day
Man, the DJ kill the young, play this system fire game
So me tell the youth a say, "We run the town, we no follow dem"
Run this town, no, we never
Ready for the rhythm and come around
Who you? Who will change the sound?
Bad boy, rude boy, dance the gogo

Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Come defend with the fire when we burn it down
When all the players throw fire
Come your gear 'cause we're coming with the wicked sound
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh