Lyrics Tempolution - Gentleman

Now trouble take you lord a god pickney shut it ago fit you
Now trouble take you lord a god duppy track it well fit you
I just love how the champion sound
Keep playing - keep playing
Hotter reggae matical style dem a flash
′Till a morning - pon the rhythm
With a little a this and a little a that
Listen mi voice through the tweeter box
Sound sweeter with an echo chamber
And don't you know we a the danger
Temper my god this ya sound ina temper
Fever - some other sound bwoy die Ina fever
Me see it ya
You nuh see dead sound ina feve - fever
Hear the bass a rumble through the speaker - speaker
Top end full of clarity just listen to the tweeter -
Listen to the tweeter
It′s getting sweeter
John say him priority is to find a chicitita
And dem want fi rock it all night to the beat ya
When the sound a play dem want fi dance
Off dem feet ya -
Dance off dem feet ya
Tum up da heat ya
Until the sound a start bass up concrete ya
Some a rockaway some a do the gully creeper
Jumpon can't take it sound bwoy a get weaker –
A get weaker
And we no ramp we no joke
We cut sound throat
Skin we no grin we clip dem wing
You listen my sound you gonna get every thing
You got to be conscious in this world we live in
Don't know which sound guy is watching
Ragamuffin sound we a carry the swing
Temper my god this ya sound ina temper
Fever - some other sound bwoy die Ina fever
Don′t stop da sound ya cause
Da sound ya hafi play
Turn it up turn it up turn it up louder
A it a rock the people night and day
Turn it up turn it up turn it up louder
Hey Babylon nobadda lack down this
Let the people hold a joy and
Everything will be criss
Tell me how can we live under
Your empty promise
You a pressure reggae music and
We just can′t stand it
Every dance in the street you want
Run come ban it
But dem nuh stop dem nuclear and atomic
So dem ship it a go sink like the great Titanic
People keep a cool head and don't you panic
I just love how the dancehall girls keep wining –
Ina timing
And dem give me the vibes ina
Dancehall everytime
A little a this and a little that
Girls dem bubble like a soup ina pot
Some like it cold some like it hot
Boil like a soup ina pot
Temper my god this ya sound ina temper
Fever - some other sound bwoy die Ina fever