Buss A Juice

See me yah
C Martin yah, yeah
See me yah
Nuff man gone and dem never get a yute so dem name coulda carry on
Muttock inna waste and tough it inna face a di way dem a carry on
Dem nah tell nah talk
Some quick to put it up
But a road dat set em a gwaan
Certain nights inna de dark da dem pressure out
An' him alone get a dozen rose

Dem shoulda
Buss a juice, get a yute
Nah take life, make life
Mi a tell di truth, mi yute
Buss a juice, get a yute
Bad. ... A fi recruit mi yute
Buss a juice, get a yute
Nah take life, make life
Mi a tell di truth, mi yute
Buss a juice, get a yute
And dont tend to jerk it, yute
Buil' yo own fi suit

Nah make no friend come tell about nobody blood fi run
Coz when the night get cooler gwaan go light em wid your gun
Better you multiply the earth and make some daughters and some sons
Buh you no hol' di nest
Nah make di type weh a control di nest
Blood a run inna di city red
Yutes dis is what I say

Go, buss a juice, get a yute
Nah take life, make life mi a tell di truth
Yute, buss a juice, get a yute
B is no pair haffi recruit
Buss a juice, get a yute
Nah take life make life mi a tell di truth, mi yute
Buss a juice, get a yute
An' dont tend to jerk it yute, buil' your own suit
Own suit inna city nuh
Road it nah pretty nah
C Martin yah
Message to di yute dem nowadays
I nah mean no fcking gays
Streets are hot
Yutes, buss a juice
Get a yute
Nah take life, make life mi a tell di truth mi yute
Buss a juice, get a yute
Born is the pair, we recruit
Buss a juice, get a yute
Nah take life, make life mi a tell di truth
Buss a juice, get a yute
And dont tend to jerk it yute
Buil' you awn suit
See me yah, C Martin yah



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Writer(s): Christopher Martin, Keno
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