[Post-Chorus]

Pull up that, pull up that

Run that again rudeboy

Pull up that, pull up that

Run that again rudeboy

Mad ting when me get active a' shell a verse

Sounds like the military lead a burst

Riddim, you know I got hella (Isn't it?)

You know my ting, rudeboy

[Verse 1]

Dance ram, know they're gonna get out of hand

Try know that's part of the plan

Original Dan, there's only one mister sandman

From Bow, Poplar, and Leyton

Some can't understand

How to set pattern and stand

Wanna follow and be like me

On a follower's plate, food won't ever land

Let me bun down the place, call Fireman Sam

You know my steeds

Bun down the riddim for ya fee

Then I send for the very good, very good weed

It's a gamble

Meditate, set the mind free

It's a must true in times like these

Bare technique

Nike boot them'a never lean

That's somethin' that you're never gonna see

I stand up on a stage show at three o'clock, everyting bun down by five-past-three

Lightning

[Pre-Chorus]

And so we set the levels on a hype ting

The rebels them are getting excited

That's how we like it, no compromising

The boy dem said they wanna stop man hyping, rah

Raise up the levels on a hype ting

The rebels dem are getting excited

That's how we like it, no compromising

The boy dem said they wanna stop man

[Chorus]

Mad ting when me get active a' shell a verse

Sounds like the military lead a burst

Riddim, you know I got hella verse

Yo, wheel up that

It's gonna be a mad ting when me get active a' shell a verse

Sounds like the military lead a burst

Riddim, you know I got hella verse

Yo, wheel up that

[Post-Chorus]

Pull up that, pull up that

Run that again, rudeboy

Pull up that, pull up that

Run that again, rudeboy

Pull up that, pull up that

Run that again, rudeboy

Pull up that, pull up that

Run that again, rudeboy