Lance and Hood

Yeah, ya know how we do it, neyga

Straight spittin' fire, bih

Catchin' hoods, flamin' with the lance

Let’s go!

Out on the street, I’m lurkin’, plotcin’, lurkin’

Ready fi wah di war, mi nah talkin’

Step in di zone, enemies dawn, faces format

Lance in mi hand, weh di beef start?

Neyga, you nah ready, but yuh want it?

Fuh di real, mi jam di whole scene, no stuntin’

Enemy wid di face full o’ fright, di rage burning

Bih, yuh wan’ war? Nah, di fire returnin’

Catch dem while dem slip, clinch dem in di grip

Fuh di street, fi mi name, nah take no tip

Di city ours, yuh better dip or get whipped

Neyga, dis nah dat, it’s di way dat we live

Charge wid di lance, mek di clash, nah hold back

Fuh di hood, fuh di fam, mek di beat snap

Enemies fall, yuh know seh we run track

Di realest in di game, dat’s a fact

Dih, mi naw play no more games, yuh see it?

Neygar fi life, di block, mi nah screen it

Bih, di blood, di pain, mi comprehend it

Catchin’ hoods, slayin’ dem, mi defend it

So weh yuh seh? Y nan di match?

Yuh wan’ war? Better watch di patch

Neyga fi real, no time fi a smatch

Catch yuh, end yuh, dat’s di plan, dat’s di catch