We must die, that's all I'm sayin'
Baby, your eyes only feel your thinking in them
And then again, ah, I attack in again, ah, ah, eh, eh, eh
Again, ah, ah, I know for a fact we match up, them no hear no number one
Promoter of my tune, dem a hear me at the dung pon
But me no follow that and no go fool my hand
In all the producing business, me must try me and hear me now
I tell them but no word, I'm something coming back again
I am that apprentice with the ringmaster, no more