From Yard (feat. Skillibeng)

Yo! Hello!

Gun shot, gun shot

Blood clot bun 'em like Sprite

Yo, bredren, gwan pass me the light

Real general, real cannibal

Real taliban pon my side

Them bwoy dem nah like me 'cause me a teif wife

Them bwoy dem nah like me 'cause me a take life

Real life we a bubble, Red Stripe

Why pree? Hello!

Put yo' hands in the air, this ain't a toast

This a robbery, bitch, ain't tryna boast

Know they sick of me, bitch, I do the most

Take a look at these diamonds, they kinda gross

Take a look at yo' self, you kinda gross

Swinging the pendulum, bitch, I'm on a boat

I hope you choke, throw up and then croak

Wishing he would, like he made of oak

Hello! Yo!

Why pree?

You see me? What you mean?

Blood cot, gun shot, yo

Mi aguh shell him ends, weh di Benz?

Weh di TEC? a revenge we nuh walk wid nuh belt

Esyde' chop off yuh Head widi led, you a beg, sinner death, hollow point inna chest

Gunshot, shell him head like-ah egg, we defend wid the riffle, nuh play pon nuh bench

Esyde' slap off yuh face and we leff

Alien, NASA have-fi fraid when we step

The bwoy dem a follow mi, wanna be badda me, affi show say dem a one a me chatter nuh badda me

Roll wid-eh AK and the dramatic badda mi, mi mek the six pants kick dem like ibrahimović

Gunshot, daggering inna another skin

Bayshot spray out, somethin' like-ah piss

Blood pon the main-road nothing like-ah drinks

Chop off yuh head wid shot like bin

Bin

Dem' delicate yuh pretend fi dread

Till the riffle a beat inna yuh head

Esyde, lock off the road wid the TEC

Make the cops have-fi lock off the road to them ends

Blood clot bun 'em like Sprite

Yo, bredren, gwan pass me the light

Real general, real cannibal

Real taliban pon my side

Them bwoy dem nah like me 'cause me a teif wife

Them bwoy dem nah like me 'cause me a take life

Real life we a bubble, Red Stripe

Why pree? Hello!

Hello! Yo!

Why pree?

You see me? What ya mean?

Blood cot, gun shot, yo