Good any way we go inna the street, you don't see man
You want to call the name, me make the man pronounce you
See man, dem me box a little place, she dem unsee
And you want to tell me say you a wicked man, little punk, you
Dey afraid, pussy, dey afraid
See if you run out the man, my boy a fool up inna grave
Who fi give we box, me no see which pussy so brave
We mood a berry panna, inside a we hide a tinna cape
Fuck a dey afraid, when the rifle shot a blaze
Fn clip a dope, push up, me pull up and see dem a gaze
Exercise me gun with a key, rest inna your years
The fag a run, but him no see no way to come out of the maze
Over dem, me go bust it