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So what dem
Di teacha haffi sing
DJing nuh inna him
up yuh nose fi di stink rhyme, A di king time,
Mi wicked like St. James and Kingston and St. crime,
Roll out wid di shootas fi time,
No boxers, Klein,
Nuff bwoy waan get me out fi di big time,
Mi sleep and wake up and dem trying,
Yuh nuh nuh patience?!
Mash up yuh and try fi kill time,
But mi a:
Still The Lyricist, Vocabulary Physicist, Melody weh paint da graphic images,
Get a condom fi yuh because da tune yah shot like syphilis,
Weh di title? Aye dis!
is di wickediss,
I'm da and the manager,
Alex and Bibby dis,
Mi stay in like Genesis, Yes
Who waan fi dis? Guess
Mi di metaphors weh Jay-Z and Biggie miss,
And chaw dem up like WinterFresh and dem out like Wrigleys,
Mi hot mi green grass mek it ketch fyah,
Sum bwoy nuh thugz mi see thru dem mesh wire,
Yes Iyah! dem expire,
Mi rub dem out like mi tire,
Mi meds higha dan pon heaven's wire,
Burn dem wit di fyah,
Wah prostitute and have in common? Empire!
Dem waan come inna mi bed fi da temper yah,
Dem enter yah, dem here,
gyal, needle and syringe a wear,
Christian Ginger beer,
Rasta we injure here.

Mi FlOW di town cable,
Its no fable,
No of di round table,
Adam and Eve and Cain say mi doan Able,
Dem deh tek mi style yet dem so brazen,
But Russian,
Mi FlOW like di cable,
Its no fable,
No knights of di table,
Di dem bite mi style yet dem so craven,
dem come in like di big fat dem so Raven.

Mi a di pioneer,
Mi an mi deh fi 9 year,
Nuh try dat my dear bout me an you mek a pair,
Tek my dear get it outta yuh head like lice here,
Mi har forever if life spare,
Yuh know mi Afghanistan yuh only know mi Times Square,
Yuh see me inna di Benz 5 gear,
A Street Vybz like its Lite Beer,
On private mi fly Leer,
Adis nuh Air,
Mi skin up like bike flare,
Dat a di easy street, Yuh da Elm street?
Di nightmare,
Di days mi used to take di bus and cyan find fare,
Just log off wid yuh mi have spyware,
The way mi brain fertile, America wah invade an fi oil here,
can see dem bwoy deh nuh fancy,
Dem a Anansi,
Mi lyrics wear dem out a gangsy,
Dem shame di crowd an every man see,
Dem fans give dem down,
Mi a and dem a Bugs Bunny.

Mi FlOW di town cable,
Its no fable,
No knights of di table,
Tell and Eve and Cain say mi doan Able,
Dem deh tek mi style yet dem so brazen,
But Russian,
Mi FlOW di town cable,
Its no fable,
No knights of di table,
Di dem bite mi style yet dem so craven,
dem come in di big fat gyal dem so Raven.