Exhale

[Verse 1: Killa P] Brand new sty-ly-ly-ly-lyley again Dem cyaan diss mi, dem cyaan deny mi mi friend Shell down di whole place like Kiss FM One ting, Killaman, mi nuh beg friend None ah dem cyaan diss mi army dem Unuh know seh wi badder dan dem Any bwoy diss mi, ah he ah hol' a long leng Inna dem face, duppy dem again So wi duppy di duppy and lef the duppy pon dem One ting weh mi grandmother tell mi 'bout friend Wi nuh trust dem, wi nuh trust, wi nuh trust friend Kill off them own and ah gwaan like dem love them And put them own bredrin pon News at Ten Trevor McDonald nuh work deh again Mi nuh care which one of dem bredda dem have leng Dead [Chorus: Killa P] 'Nuff ah dem nuh real, di whole ah dem ah lie Music is my mission, di limit is di sky We should be loving one another, mi nuh wan' no man fi die Music takes me higher, why can't I be high? 'Nuff ah dem nuh real, di whole ah dem ah lie Music is my mission, di limit is di sky We should be loving one another, mi nuh wan' no man fi die Music takes me higher, why can't I be high? [Verse 2: Killa P] Mi tell you seh mi cyaan be higher, no, dargy Man really wan' shoot up mi party Dem seh dem wan' kill mi uncle and auntie You never know dem bwoy cyaan walk past me If a bwoy ever diss Killaman, come on, now You ah go see Killaman inna di khaki I tell dem you cyaan tek weh mi car key But mi will stab out your face with mi car key Hol' on, nuh mek mi tell dem 'bout Japan You never know 'bout mi darg name Last Cuh if a boy disrespect Japan You better know seh dem boy get lost Mi put one inna your face like glass Petrol over dem, bun dem fast Nuh bwoy cyaan diss mi, dem know man ah boss Fi diss di Killa, you know how much that cost? Likkle man, it might cost you your life Don't diss me, I might roll out tonight None of my dargs gonna stand up and fight Stab in the day, shoot in the night, no joke ting Man better know what I'm scoping Headtop gone, open Left him like a D cat If it's dead bodies, the Killaman needs that You get shot inna your face, shot inna your kneecap None of Killa'z Army ah no eediat You cyaan diss Killa P, ah no me dat Cyaan diss Last Japan, you ah eediat, but hear wah Shot, shot, shot nonstop again Bwoy disrespect, di place get lock again Never know Killaman ah roll out di Glock again Ready fi slap every one ah dem [Outro: Killa P] You need to stack that cheddar Yep, you need to keep on stacking And if you've got a bredda that likes to run up his mout' And he's in beef, then back him There's no more chatting Mandem fi know, no acting We're out here, it's a real life movie And if a bwoy ever diss Last Japan or Killaman I'll mek your brain look like a smoothie