Mistah top shottah Mister big gun You big up ya chest Call yaself da best Anyone test ya You shoot dem pon da chest Cause a care You seh you
Chaos, construction. Begin another production Drum beats, drops of water That?ll makes a mortar Oughter fill the cracks in between each block Build up
Right now we are about to commit another musical murder ! ... Hear dis one ! Yeah Here we coming again For da youth dem free dem brain Get free from
They may say every night and every day A little more liberty literally slipping away Sit down sit down, don?t bother to make a sound Cause every
drivers rave In cages to keep ?em all calm and cool Ready for for Le Peuple de l?Herbe kick outta school! Rumors bloom as Le Peuple exhume Ancient breaks
