Trilogy

Lyrics

(Spragga) Yeah the trilogy Who Killa P, let's get it Spragga Benz Harry shotta Crazily insane Mad We turning up even higher The fire we keep it blazing Nothing can deny us The joy that we deserve Throw it up to to the sky Yo we dancing yo we raving Calling all the party people all over the earth (Killa P) Me and spragga just shell down da dancehall, certified link Nuff gyal dem ina di corner me ah tell dem fi buy out the bar And bring me a drink, mi nuh know weh some sound bwoy ting From unuh diss me your ships gonna sink Gyal dem ah stare dem ah look and ah wink None of them can't tell killa man dem ah thing Plus ina this ting my people win none of my people ah deal ina sin Done tell unuh ano local ting boy better know it's a global ting Any man weh deh ina di dance and don't want a gyal Then killa mi nuh know about him Mi know about Mesha, mi know about Kim Dem deh round the killa ah big tune we ah sing Pure big tune ah play you know darn Suh mi nuh want nuh man fi kill the vibes round yah You know pure gal ah party and mandem ah shell down di bar Whappen' to dem We turning up even higher The fire we keep it blazing Nothing can deny us The joy that we deserve Throw it up to to the sky Yo we dancing yo we raving Calling all the party people all over the earth (Spragga) When Badman a floss a nuh talk man a talk A di juice inna glass a di bar a lock off Ah yuh gal a come cross come to mi inna di dark And now she a ask weh mi car park in the car park Nah laugh and give unno nuh pass Mi crew dem ready fi go blast Try step to the boss head path inna half Right now man a party a love inna we heart Stoning, no mi nuh follow nobody mi do mi own ting Pour inna mi own drink, rollin Wid a pack a lions and pack a lot a irons and We a lone kings zoning Every land a my land every country a my country Killa P roaming, London, New York, Paris we performing Mad Weh we tell dem Mad doh Bumboclaat star Dat mi a tell enuh Mad eeh We turning up even higher The fire we keep it blazing Nothing can deny us The joy that we deserve Throw it up to to the sky Yo we dancing yo we raving Calling all the party people all over the earth Turn it up (Harry Shotta) Yeah yeah it's Harry ShottaAKA the energiser Large up Spragga Man like Killa p that's the trilogy You know me I turn up with it Kill em on a Riddim and I buss two Guinness Man a man like me, fight to the finish Original Don since Best of the British True say man I been true to the ting, since ting a ling a ling My ting is the illest, super sick with them syllable lyrical patterns The wickedest we are the trillest Don don don dadda, no no bigger than Spragga The killer p, bringing the trilogy, madder and madder The black adder smacking it here to Nevada We're climbing the ladder, there mad in the Manor 'Cause man dem are going on Savage, like Shabba And Skiba a lord of the mic like I'm Jammer Deliver the quickest and wickedest grammar!! Don know The wickest grammar As we bring down the hammer Large up Spragga Man like Killa p That's the trilogy Shotta boy Lets go (Spragga) We turning up even higher The fire we keep it blazing Nothing can deny us The joy that we deserve Throw it up to to the sky Yo we dancing yo we raving Calling all the party people all over the earth Turning up We turning up even higher The fire we keep it blazing Nothing can deny us The joy that we deserve Throw it up to to the sky Yo we dancing yo we raving Calling all the party people all over the earth Turning up We're Turning up We're turning up We're turning up O we tell them We're turning up O we tell them We're turning up O we tell them We're turning up