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 Me brother get tied up in the streets, said them can't leave out 
And if you can't bring the glock 'round so, then them nah leave out (yeah) 
More time a lone soldier, nah trust no one 
If he ever see the pagan them, him turn evil (yeah) 
Him say, 'me depressed, so henny my medicine' 
It's just me and my remington 
Pigs them want stick around like gelatin 
Oh, woah-oh, oh-woah 
Battyman, them nah take 'way your skeleton 
Then skrrt up on the main like hamilton 
Road money make him fly like pelican 
Ooh, lord, oh, lord. 
Him tell me most high know 
My family and me friend them 
Most high know 
You bring trouble, him gon' end 'em. 
Nightmares, no more dreams 
He just don't believe, he just don't believe 
Nightmares, no more dreams 
He just don't believe, he just don't believe. 
Da-da, da-da... 
Gunshot turn them in a goner 
Killer them a travel 'pon a charter 
Fi go start war, ha-ha... 
A gunshot, we no love chat, have the clutch back 
God say me no fi buss back, me say, 'fuck that' 
Ak with the pan drum in a the truck back 
Ever have the 'k like school youth with a lunch bag. 
Most high know 
My family and me friend them 
Most high know 
You bring trouble, him gon' end 'em. 
Nightmares, no more dreams 
He just don't believe, he just don't believe (he just don't, he just don't) 
Nightmares, no more dreams 
He just don't believe (he just don't), he just don't believe (don't) 
He just don't, oh... 
Bang-bang, mm 
Me say gang-gang 
Pussy boy, oh-oh-oh... 
Me say bang-bang. 
            
 
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