Текст песни
Dem know who i am
My heart’s like a drum
Bassline, heavy arm
Juju flow, mother tongue
Rhythms are african
Mic man is ruffian city
Rub a dub massacre
Volume to the maximum
Click clack, lethal bars
Fast, slow, shooting stars
This tune poison gas
Open ears, close your eyes
Too much, loss of sight
Say nothing be quiet
Turn up the sound
If u wanna hear it louder
My bars are radical, always ironical
I’ve crossed the Rubicon, ready to slew dem all
Herbal mode of life, jungle phenomenon
Dem know mana skeptical about any chemical
Herbals are flammable, i wanna burn dem all
Gimme the microphone, i’m gonna bad ’em all
Tings got mystical, effect is magical
Sounds are resonant, cannot resist it man
Check the potential, pay some attention
Savaging mic is Tala’s profession
Never been an angel, never been celestial
Ama darkside creation, no mercy, predation
Dem say it’s mental, i call it venom
Lethal injection, summon a demon
Cemetery, ravens, everybody’s welcome
U won’t find a shelter, no room in heaven
U need night vision, moves are suspicious
Ask any gyal, dem feel ama vicious
Devilish grin, mind is obscene
I smell dem all, original sin
The creature is wicked, a stranger to people
Dem see me rolling in a black vehicle
U don’t wanna get in, the driver is creepy
Ama coming for u, for my next victim
Mana like Apache, taking up a hatchet
This ting gonna catch u, hunter man in action
Mana mana Kaiju, mana gonna find u
Mana gonna hide u, then i’m gonna torture u
Bigger than komodo, mana gonna eat dem raw
All about jungle law, u don’t wanna any war
Stronger than a samurai, tala gonna make dem die
Crosses and headstones burial site
