Real Don
Big up the real don
Gun salute the artical one
From Spain to Pain Land
Macoy Lane right up to Samaton
Big up the real don
Gun salute the artical one
From Spain to Pain Land
Macoy Lane right up to Samaton
Big up all real worriers pon the battle filed
Big up all real, real, dawg weh a look the cornmeal
Out a street it a shower like rain
Yo violate yo have yo self fi blame
Wi have the loud move faster than train
Well dem yah tablet yah meck yo feel pain
Idiot purks dem match mi no pimp
Pon petty thing dem cyaa call up mi name
Yo mussi sick, yo mussi gone insane
Well the likkle hype yo get it mussi fly up in a yo brain
Look how mi tell the bwoy dem no diss
The man dem weh a kemis in a this
Dem bwoy deh new to badness
Man a do this from way back in a the 90's
No trouble we, do no trouble we
Wi look simple but wi no easy
No trouble we, do no trouble we
Wi no push over go ask TG
No trouble we, and mi seh do no trouble we
Wi deh yah long time like skelton a Halfway Tree
Ask Josey, as General 3
And if yo think a lie go ask the Wild Apache
Wi no tek styling, wi no tek pree
Dem yah dawg yah wi nam yo up when dem hungry
If yuh wanna hear this yah ring like a bell
Step up in a the place and the whole place a shell
Devil tek the bwoy and him soul him go sell
That's why mi haffi send him right back to hell
Gun salute the artical one
From Spain to Pain Land
Macoy Lane right up to Samaton
Big up the real don
Gun salute the artical one
From Spain to Pain Land
Macoy Lane right up to Samaton
Big up all real worriers pon the battle filed
Big up all real, real, dawg weh a look the cornmeal
Out a street it a shower like rain
Yo violate yo have yo self fi blame
Wi have the loud move faster than train
Well dem yah tablet yah meck yo feel pain
Idiot purks dem match mi no pimp
Pon petty thing dem cyaa call up mi name
Yo mussi sick, yo mussi gone insane
Well the likkle hype yo get it mussi fly up in a yo brain
Look how mi tell the bwoy dem no diss
The man dem weh a kemis in a this
Dem bwoy deh new to badness
Man a do this from way back in a the 90's
No trouble we, do no trouble we
Wi look simple but wi no easy
No trouble we, do no trouble we
Wi no push over go ask TG
No trouble we, and mi seh do no trouble we
Wi deh yah long time like skelton a Halfway Tree
Ask Josey, as General 3
And if yo think a lie go ask the Wild Apache
Wi no tek styling, wi no tek pree
Dem yah dawg yah wi nam yo up when dem hungry
If yuh wanna hear this yah ring like a bell
Step up in a the place and the whole place a shell
Devil tek the bwoy and him soul him go sell
That's why mi haffi send him right back to hell
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Clifford Ray Smith, Salaam Remi Gibbs, Rohan Ashley Fuller
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