Soursop

[Chorus]

When I was just

Give  me light, light, light the way

Light  the way, give me light, give me light

Give me light, light, light, light

Light, light, light, light

Light,  light, light

Can  you light?

Can you light? Light, light the way

Light  the way, give me light, give me light

Give me light, light, light, light

Light, light, light, light

Light, light, light

Can  you light?

[Verse 1]

Yeah, yo

Bloodclaat, bust my gun like a rude boy

No Love & Hip Hop, bad attitude, boy

Jamaican Clarks, sippin' Guinness on the hot sand

Sun splash, I'm on after Elephant Man

My posse paddle through the Cayman in a small canoe

Chewin' on chew sticks, blowin' on ganja root

Fonto leaf, Irish moss, soursop

Big nets catchin' monk fish, spice for the crockpot

The powder is wrapped, lookin' like baby roadies

Machine gun mask on, lookin' like a bunch of goalies

The half a foot dread, the whole land call him Toby

He got a team of red beam that'll lean the police

Christoper Coke, the pistol'll smoke, Dudus

We out in Kingston grooming the dirt for the butters

Sharpened machetes that slice through the trees for berries

Busting coconuts, Selassie legendary

[Chorus]

When I was just

Give me light, light, light the way

Light the way, give me light, give me light

Give me light, light, light, light

Light, light, light, light

Light, light, light

Can you light?

Can you light? Light, light the way

Light the way, give me light, give me light

Give me light, light, light, light

Light, light, light, light

Light, light, light

Can you light?

[Verse 2]

Siddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly (Right)

No search and fiddle (Right)

Diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly

First class (Brrt)

Cold blooded murderer (Right)

Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em what them ah really require (Right)

Cold blooded murderer

Wu-Tang the definition of a soldier

[Verse 3]

Check the Tiger Bone, stole love don, I sip a megaton

On point, soldiers is armed and blow the best corn

Fly silks and wallies, women from Jamaica to Bali

Acknowledge me at the show and prove rowdy

I miss Allah Real still, I build with this peace of steel

They call the microphone chrome nickel-plated poems

Jamel Ireef and Iron Man Tone, respect shown

In Jamaica, there's a party, peace to all my natty

Eatin' swordfish and I keep sliced avocado

Rice and peas and items sweet like a mango

One hundred clip rifle blow, steady flow, rhythm, tempo

"More fire," the sample go, so

Peace to Fire House, Waltham, Havendale to Maverley

Jungle to Rema, Salt Lane to Tivoli

Gaza, Spanish Town, Trenchtown, back to Maxfield

'Nough respect due, everything real

[Outro]

When I was just