So don't think you're safe when you head up on your pillar
When the angel of church show you villa
The gun where dem a bounce make police man shame
Cause the way how it clang, dem can't pronounce the name
And when it's ready, fist beats out and green
If you not dead, you left with migraine
Too much gun for waste, and screw for face
The youths dem so violent
You not a big one like your bad
Feed dem killa like Gaga, meh man fine