So at least my love for man me deal with that grim
Every week a small different, get it like Ron Rabin
Ghost mode a gun, you don't hear nothing
Clap him in the car, make the street light dim
Granny say my band's food, we deliver innocent
So, if a mum a blood, let her go sink
Dem say dem bad a never kill a guy
Lift up everything a rise
Purple star, Michelle a fly
War, red blood, drop in a small di boy
Rifle, wire, fifty-five boy
Daddy and him friend dem used to carry
Tell dem say we grimy and we love we life
Couple kill a couple, bike roll out