BARRELL (feat. Haile Supreme)

Statik Selektah
Yeah, you know
New generation, mon, Jamarican
Representin' for the world

Was in Jamaica and the Bab pulled up on us with K's
My uncle had a licensed pistol, that's why I was afraid
The gun was pointed at my mouth, ain't wanna swallow a case
Was with my pops and I was nervous I'd get shot in my face
He saw me trembling, that's when he said that I'd be okay
Was always tall so people thought I that I would lie 'bout my age
I was a yankee, they could see I was a foreign exchange
Looking back at it right now, that was a horrible day
Was so confused, stuck tryna figure out just what we had did
Way they treated us, you would have thought they wanted us dead
That's why now when I see cops, I do not wanna be friends
They suppose to be protecting us, but treat us like threats
Did the limit, wasn't speeding, didn't go thru light
All I know is I came outside just to go for a ride
Had a seafood dinner 'cause we went to Hellshire to dine
Took a trip to feel alive, but we came to closer dying

Ever stare into the barrel of a rifle
Foreigner I ain't feel welcome from arrival
For survival, ducking 5-0
Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle
Ain't no telling how the situation might go
Especially if I ain't from there, I be mindful
For survival, ducking 5-0
Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle
Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle
Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle

Yeah, we haffi end the cycle
Yeah, we haffi end the cycle
Yeah, we haffi end the cycle



Credits
Writer(s): Chaine Downer, Patrick Baril, Jan Richard Branicki, Abbay Misganaw, Pacal Bayley, Jason Paul Kempen, Stephen Paul Banik
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