Back in Town

What we're gonna do right here is go back Way back Back in time Back in time Way back Now hear dis This is the original Jamalski Watch ya right as we enter Selection! We hold the mic and den we sit down steady We sit down pon di riddim and we with di God almighty We don't want no nine millimeter, we don't want no Uzi The only thing we want is a good sensi We reach up inna New York, we feelin' irie Up inna France we inna di category Sit down pon di riddim and we got di mentality We don't want no nine millimeter, we don't want no Uzi 'Cause we open the mic, sing for the Mic, jam for the mic and then we gwaan Sit down pon top of di riddim and we are di true champion Open the mic, sing for the mic, jam for the mic and then we gwaan Sit down pon top of di riddim and set up a different version 'Cause we open the mic, sing for the Mic, jam for the mic and then we gwaan Sit down pon top of di riddim and we are di true champion 'Cause we're permanent, permanent, permanent, permanent Sit down pon di riddim 'cause we bombastic Lyrical imitator, gangster perpetrator Name is the Mister Mos, see I'm the fake riddim eliminator Come in the place and pick up the mic and turn assassinator No time to waste, we kill right now, there's no such thing as later Open the mic, sing for the mic, jam for the mic and then we gwaan Sit down pon top of di riddim and set up a different version 'Cause we're permanent, permanent, permanent, permanent Sit down pon di riddim 'cause we bombastic Back, back in time Back in time Come on! Yeah, they talk about being Blitz But you never see him Blitz Wrote a Blitz, recorded Blitz, it's only right to perform a Blitz Used to be on the list, been in the whole audience Oh shit, it's a dead heat between the forty years Of course he is, gonna rock the house like a spizzy night Chill a quarter crispy bitches, light another mortar, bitch Caught the pimp, believe in me own, I be gettin' wetter Than a snorkeler's goggles, I feel for you, bitch And I'm like, you're the bit that sticks out of the water So we're gonna come bring a riot and an ordinance Amount of blood is gonna be on the shits And this proportionate amounts of applause Within the audience is at the corporate gigs Don't mean to be called a rapper but he's sort of is Club packed like the gym in January Interplanetary super party, bell a man of Scorpius If you only knew what you thought is dead You wouldn't be stickin' the boots in But it's not a drinkin' problem, it's a drinkin' solution A bit of a nuisance for me But at the intervention, I was like, "What On earth do you think that you're doin'?" I'm a functionin' junkie, yeah, the consumin' professional I sell pills there but then I'll rock it at the festival And yeah, they're like, "Where the real money's in swimwear And modelin' and sellin' pills," so let's just chill Back in time Back, back, back, back, back Here we go! Back in time Come on! Back, back, back, back, back Come, come, come, come on, come on Hahahahaha Don't try to test the architect And the original DJ Untlew Massive!