Rasta dem king of the jungle

Dread lock swing down me back like Repunzel

My bred'dren sling dem pack an' dem bundle

We'll take your tings, sell it back to your uncle

And we'll make it rain till your dances will come true

We'll make it rain so you betta bring a swimsuit

Alone when I came, but I'm leavin with them two

Gals give me brain, give me brain like temples

And him got the game, game sharp like a pencil

And if you want formage we can crash like a symbol

And Let prepare me window, on my new sports coupe

Twelve hoarses in the hood, sittin on hoarse shoes

Come from the land that Jesus walked through

Sacrifice me life, man I bleed for me uncle

Them no want to run, run with me them no want to

Murder them, and the family them belong to

Next ting them kno I run a street like a car door

You go after me, me I dearly depart you

Hip hop is mine now, Mine what you gone do?

I can jump on any nigga song and make a part two

Playtime for me, cuz see to me, they are cartoons

How come every joint be on point like a harpoon?

How come evry bar stand strong like a barstool?

How come every line is so raw you gone snort too?

Murder them. Man I murda them. Fuck a competition, man I murda them

Man murda them. Man I murda them. Fuck a competition, man I murda them

And that is why I'm hot

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