[chorus: yung head$hit, tending bike]
Still got the light that shines, that soulful force, jah
The melting sun inside your troubled soldier
Deprived of everything, we lost jamaica
In military green i'll meet my maker, no
Oh, jah sold my soul to babylon, no
For money to make war in far away land (gang)
To kill my brothers now, with my own hands (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) (yuh, gang)
Then i heard jah say, (gang, yeah)
"don't do it again, don't do it again" (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
"don't do it again, don't do it again" (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(never!)
[verse 1: tending bike]
Yeah, i woke up in the hospital where my checks at
And i put eight chains where my neck's at
Yeah you know i'm poppin' them tags (tags!)
Just throw it in bags (bags!)
Got the car cause i'm ballin' (ballin'!)
And i'm parkin' where they walkin' (walkin'!)
In my zone stone
I'm gon' point the pistol at you, like a cameraphone
Yuh
We got the city hall and poppin' like we s'posed to be
Mind your damn business, man, watch your mouth when you approachin' me
Ayy
I know you be bluffin'
Fuck around and get stuck in the oven
Dime on a dozen, yeah i'm speedrunnin'
All that time i get the checks i know your bitch want sex
I'm countin'--
[chorus: yung head$hit]
Still got the light that shines, that soulful force, jah
The melting sun inside your troubled soldier
Deprived of everything, we lost jamaica
In military green i'll meet my maker, no
[verse 2: hood guy]
I got lots of bands in my pants
I do my dance, put you in a trance
I got lots of bands, spent them on some gucci pants
I lean on a man, how i got that gucci stance
I got lots of bands in my pants
I do my dance, put you in a trance
I got lots of bands, spent them on some gucci pants
I lean on a man, how i got that gucci stance
Yeah, ayy
All these bands in my pockets
Leave my car in the door, i will lock it
Yeah, at the concert in the mosh pit
You be copying, i need you to stop it
Ayy, please stop that
Look at all this money, yeah i got that
Yeah i got racks
Ayy, ayy, ayy
There's a spill on my floor, i will mop that
Ayy, spill on my floor
Open up the car doors
Yeah, i'm not poor
Cause my car a porsche
Yeah, my gucci tore
Took it back to the store
Charge my phone with the supreme charger cord
Man, it's crazy how i got all this money
When you see me on your block you be running
Took a video because it was funny
It got taken down, that is not funny
[chorus: yung head$hit]
Still got the light that shines, that soulful force, jah
The melting sun inside your troubled soldier
Deprived of everything, we lost jamaica
In military green i'll meet my maker, no
Oh, jah sold my soul to babylon, no
For money to make war in far away land
To kill my brothers now, with my own hands
...
"don't do it again, don't do it again"
"don't do it again, don't do it again"
(never!)