Frass di baddest Cobra, Braeton,(portmore), Where chef ah go inna mi war, Inna apron, Ah whappen to dem? Mi bust it up offah Satan, Mi rifle dem a sing sweeter than Akon. () War is in di air! Tell dem fi prepare! Gully God, Buss up di bumboclat rifle mek dem hear! Clap it ova dere! Bust it ova dere! Dem scare! Mi nuh see nuh bwoy, Pussyhole mi fear! (One) Mi realize ah dead man walking. Face me, you get yuh head bust out! (Time) You dead easy, Dem find you widd yuh suck-tongue cut out. Di gyal dem seh you love suck tings, Push mi gun inna your mouth And mek you suck out. How much time you fi dead inna di war? How much time yuh wah your head buss out? Mi see you first mi gun ah bust uno know me, Di fag a gwan like is ah on-going story. When Gully God a kill Di God a kill fi di glory. We haffi dead, But bumbahole dead before me! And dem a hype widd a one gun And ah hype widd a two gun, Gully God a fiyah new gun. Twenty man a fiyah one strap Dat a crew gun, Infa-red well screw dung. Inna face dem see di nine, Head flat out like a shoes tongue, Kibaki nuh cater ah f'who son. Knock head outtah socket, Mi bust di big matic Ah suh mi kill bwoy gruesome. () Yuh Hear! Dem bettah prepare! Gully God, Buss up di bumboclat rifle mek dem hear! Clap it ova dere! Bust it ova dere! Dem scare! Mi nuh see nuh bwoy, Pussyhole mi fear! (Two) Di forty shot fly through chest And mash up bwoy liver. Mi still bore di nozzle fi get biggah, Mi nuh puzzle inna war fi yuh figure. Mi fingah, never yet leff di triggah. You ah gyal inna di war Pussyhole see a wig yah. Ah jerk you ah jerk see a bib yah. Mi step from di gullside Fi kill him inna him yard, Him friend dem bawl out him nuh live yah. In ah di miggle of di Winter, Mi hotter than Summer. Di Gully God couldah never be a runner. Mi bust one inna yuh cat face, Likkle rat face, Gyal beat yuh because you ah tongue-ah. () War is in di air! Dem bettah prepare! Gully God, Buss up di bumboclat rifle mek dem hear! Clap it ova dere! Bust it ova dere! Dem scare! Mi nuh see nuh bwoy, Pussyhole mi fear! () Frass, Tell Tower Hill, Mi have di power still. Yeh, dem fi know. Every gully, every trench, Every board house, every zinc fence, Yeh Marvalley round ah Grench. War is di air, Grants pen, White Hall, outtah East, Ratford, ah whappen to dem? Cassava Piece, Gully Side, And Brooke Lane, Sea View, Riverton.

You know that feeling When you're just being yourself, yeah And you realise you don't even have to do too much Cause you are Always the best version of self In my alignment, my version wealth That's when they come to me All the blessings abundantly They just wanted my company And I don't run no more Now I stroll past all these open doors I'm always provided for I got everything I need Didn't even pay a fee I just get it for the free Keep it coming with the ease This could be a breeze if I let it be Blowin' in the trees with good energy Every single moment a good memory When we really calm in to that inner peace I'm all about that inner peace If it's not serving me I release Transcending believes Nothing as expensive as my energy Now it's like everything is air Cause when I need it it's just there Like it's just everything is there Cause I just breath it like it's air All I see is the abundance around me If I ever need it wanted it found me All I keep is high vibrations around me I just told you what it take to surround me I ain't waitin' for no man to come save me Gratitude and affirmations are daily Thank you source for the way that you pay me Now I get paid in alignments Ain't nothing as expensive As my connection to source And where I put my attention Flow over force Embracing my flaws I'm loving the shit out of those I flow and I pause Re-aligning my thoughts It's like an overdose Of authenticity High on this vibe On this frequency High so high high high Moving with the earth Into new frequencies And remember You're always provided for

Sun is going down backs are to the ground mid November From your castle in the trees hear you call to me I remember Oh the things we miss With grass stains on our shins Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Taking turns we find seeking while we hide chasing memories Still I know the somber song of the meadowlark written for me Oh the things we find When scars are left behind Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you

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Their chloroform Subdued and deplored The wounds that you hoard Their chloroform Conjuring remorse Affiance you tore Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there Cause an affray Saints that they portray While they wear away Their chloroform Submit to the swarm In singular form Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there There, there There, there