Tap Out

(Murda)
(Murda)
(Yeah, Banx & Ranx)

Murda, murda
Me under murda
When you put me inna backaz it, it, go further
Slippery, wet, wet me need a surfer
Him a rough it up cah me nuh want nothin' nurture
Better you pull out
Don't nuh cum, a nuh time yet
You wan' buss, me see it clear like a psychic
Mash up mi sintin' when you stab it like an ice pick
Me nah tap out fi now

Nah tap out fi now
Nah tap out fi now
Nah tap out fi now and me can bet
Seh you can't let go
No, you can't let go
Me have you under control wid di right grip
If you tap out then you sure fi miss out
Pon a bad position weh you might get
See how long you can go
See how long you can go
Me nuh ready fi tap out, a nuh time yet
Yet, yet, yet

Knockout, come show me weh you a chat 'bout
Keep it steady, nuh
This you did a beg, enuh, so nuh run out a breath, enuh
Clap it and slap it loud like inna di ghetto
One round shouldn't make you feel like drop down
Cah me a go judge if you perform poorly, what a sad story
Me a tell if you dead pon me

Me nah tap out fi now
Nah tap out fi now
Nah tap out fi now and me can bet
Seh you can't let go
No, you can't let go
Me have you under control wid di right grip
If you tap out then you sure fi miss out
Pon a bad position weh you might get
See how long you can go
See how long you can go
Me nuh ready fi tap out, a nuh time yet
Yet, yet, yet

(Murda)
(Pull out) oh, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Zacharie Raymond, Yannick Rastogi, Chinsea Linda Lee, Jordan Gregory Mcclure, David Spencer Hayle
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