Well you know about thick manners paint on
You know about the pussy, well you a suck up a stereotype
Swann in me theatre villa and in me Glock a school yo
No see coke, dem a sniff a pineapple stew yo
So bitch a bruise up mood and a dick up a bruise yo
Talk facts and go construct a proper tune yo
Pussy dem a talk, said the Rasta in a crusade
In a gah church, me fling shot in a dem tattoo face
Heal the co-warners, tie spinners like a Shoesley
Hell you suck cock, he mad a put on her vacuum waist
Blood red up him shirt, no feel a coolie
Gloves gussed with man bum, bow hole and me Glock who trace
One of dem