Yamor 2

Yeah!

Torch City!

I don't trust nobody, People lie a lot
Ya man fit double-cross you just for find ei chop
Know ya thing na actions no be only mop
When ngeme knock for door you ton be insecured
Me I just be focused on ma business
I'm always on the move, fuck your stiffness
If Music be na sport, this is Fitness!
I murder every beat I leave no witness

Yeah!
Like na travel agency men dem di trip
If you want learn how for focus come ma crib
All the time na time for work, sometime I no di sleep
Ya man be di sleep but now so ei want a bigger split
M'a joh tell you, Like ENAM you no fit pass me
Unless na blunt, only focus, I joh dey like' some Monk
Time no dey for chill for di pays, You must strong like Citron
Men dem shiver anytime dey taste ma song

As I lay last night, I dream about some big ntang
Wake up for sharp still wear da ma big mpang
Up till now eske man dong fes mang
Man di only check na sense, how for pay rent for ntang
Comot Bda, come na for hustle, no be lie
Man dong enter Doul, only the way time joh di fly
They say the sky na the limit, all man dey fly
Pass the sky, enter paradise, all ting na the eye
Life hard, aswear ei hard,
As you check the sense for doh, na for joh di find'am
As the doh di come ma man, na for joh di pam'am
You no know tomorrow ma man, na for joh di pam'am
Apamare for di men dem be dong be na weti sef?
Man di get ei small doh, then di try for pity sef?
I no know about di men dem, all man get for check ei sense
If you get ya doh, then you ndem you get to blame yaself
"Life na dice, all we roll the dice, if you win it's nice"
That's a lie! You must pay the price, life no be disguise
Life no be disguise!

For all ma men dem for Ghetto, Success na Key to the Street
Bad as ei bad, you go always overcome defeat
Money di come some people ton dem na for 'cheat for cheat'
Na still ya men dem so all wuna di breeze!

Ain't no fuck'n love in the street, you gotta hustle for yourself
I kill them with the sauce all man fes know say man na chef
I'm steady on my grind, yes I know that I'll be fine
If di Music be na race, man must reach the finish line
And so I wake up every morning with a dream to GO GET IT!
Highest in the room, I'm the man I hope you get it
Made a couple Ms with ma Gees last year
I was grinding from the street but this year I'm doing well
When I bolo I must save, If I ndem then I foolish
Money dey ma pocket but ma problem no di finish
I make it look easy like 1 2 3
There ain't no muthafucka that can do it like me
Let's get it!

Yeah! Yeah!
I di yamor, you di yamor
I di yamor, you di yamor
If I di yamor, all we get for yamor
If you di yamor, all we too go yamor

I di yamor, you di yamor
I di yamor, you di yamor
If I di yamor, all we get for yamor
As You di yamor, all we too go yamor
Yamor ya! Yamor! Yamor! Yamor!
I di yamor, Yamor! Yamor! Yamor

Torch City!