Gods Gift Freestyle - GODS GIFT

Uh huh

You know it’s a warville for Morville

Come mi man cyaan debate the fire bomboclaat legs them bandit

Mi name’s God’s Gift and everybody done know me yah know (Why?)

Cah me run, you know (Okay)

Mi no name young buck but now we back on mi, you know (See)

So the pussyole weh outta road cyaan try fuck 'round me, you know (Hm)

Mi cousins an mi uncles a still deya jail, you know (True)

And some puss weh get catch and then even doe still get bail, you know (True)

Cah then nuff police and nuff talk and nuff yutes and tongue, you know

But informa fi dead so dem seh bwoy dem haffi get bun, you know

So listen my life tun mi no light a dark, you know

Cah me dun leave mic an' know where mic mi walkin, you know

Cah mi lost life, you know, say mi lose your life, you know

Don’t bother try bring your wife for me cah you may lose your wife, you know

That’s why we stay, you know

And that’s why we tan, you know (Why?)

And mi nuh play, you know

Where mi come from, you know (And what?)

Mi know one minute man can last long, you know

Cah dem drink one Guinness, draft and stand strong, you know

Strong like a rock, you know, and mi no flop, you know

For mi gyal waan mi fi overcome love and buss shot, you know

A good pole, you know, fi fill up a good hole, you know

Walkin' dung seh watcha when mi done still a fool, you know

And if him waan fi and pop it, mi neva roll, you know

God Gift fi tek him life, you know

Got to tek him fool, you know

And me know some likkle pussyole waan hype up, you know

And dem nuh want no shootout and dem nuh want no fight, you know

And some man smell like dem junk and smell raw, you know (Hm)

And dem nuh wash dem body a mawning and put on a shoe, you know

Some man gwaan like dem richer dem still fucking poor, you know

And dem nuh want no clash with me, and dem nuh want no war, you know

Roll 'way

Fucka