n.a. these nigga ain't getting it krept up on the scene and I let it spit so unique pure heat no cool breeze came up from deep like shark nigga panicking could tell from the beat of there heart even though he got that bad boy stance roll up on pedal bikes and done that dance old school yes I came with lance came with masks stick on the waist take a glance boy dazed in a trance looking for a escape route he glanced swiftly a round but Sains blocked his route of no face no case no trace material guy wasn't the type fast money blowing slow yeah I love it champs well cold in the bucket get back did I say you can touch it got the ends buzz in came up from nothing pure bad Vybz and fuckry few peeps kept it real and stuck with me in the village they use to have me as a gimmick now I see them and they fidget long time man new they wasn't with it goods youths yeah they still kidish big genz almost at the finish worked hard for my dinner they was laughing now they asking how my money grow like trees underestimated I grind with patience left them in the past like mummies the ancient now they wanna link up Lord save them I'm standing with great men elevating blood of a slave celebrating the awakening of a lost civilisation I rhyme good so they hating wanna be me gullside you ain't been through anything like me so we can't relate you only time you come around to get some food on your plate yeah I see your Judas ways air me to dry now mood all change Yeah I caught a charge had a few case that's what happens when you step in pussyhole space flow honey sweet they like the new taste lyrics in there mouth like toothe paste