Gods Gift Freestyle

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[Verse: God's Gift, Wiley] Uh huh You know it's a warville for Morville Come mi man cyaan debate the fire bomboclaat legs them bandit Mi name's God's Gift and everybody done know me yah know (Why?) Cah me run [?], you know (Okay) Mi no name young buck but now we back on mi, you know (See) So the pussyole weh outta road cyaan try fuck 'round me, you know (Hm) Mi cousins an mi uncles a still deya jail, you know (True) And some puss weh get catch and then even doe still get bail, you know (True) Cah then nuff police and nuff talk and nuff yutes and tongue, you know But informa fi dead so dem seh bwoy dem haffi get bun, you know So listen my life tun mi no light a dark, you know Cah me dun leave mic an' know where mic mi walkin, you know Cah mi lost life, you know, say mi lose your life, you know Don't bother try bring your wife for me cah you may lose your wife, you know That's why we stay, you know And that's why we tan, you know (Why?) And mi nuh play, you know Where mi come from, you know (And what?) Mi know one minute man can last long, you know Cah dem drink one Guinness, draft and stand strong, you know Strong like a rock, you know, and mi no flop, you know For mi gyal waan mi fi overcome love and buss shot, you know A good pole, you know, fi fill up a good hole, you know Walkin' dung seh watcha when mi done still a fool, you know And if him waan fi [?] and pop it, mi neva roll, you know God Gift fi tek him life, you know Got to tek him fool, you know And me know some likkle pussyole waan hype up, you know And dem nuh want no shootout and dem nuh want no fight, you know And some man smell like dem junk and smell raw, you know (Hm) And dem nuh wash dem body a mawning and put on a shoe, you know Some man gwaan like dem richer dem still fucking poor, you know And dem nuh want no clash with me, and dem nuh want no war, you know Roll 'way Fucka
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- God’s Gift