Tellin' you right now, only if you got time to plow
Soon there'll be nothin' natural, everything will be artificial

In the future I say, in the future I say, in the future I say
All of the D.J.S surely have taken a lesson
Talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson

A little compe***ion comes my way
This one winds up the same
Shall be the head corner stone

Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh

And all of the D.J.S surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson

Enough, enough stylee
When I bust my lyrics, we all know it's wicked and wiley

Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh

You better be strapped with your gat if you wan' walk with me
'Cause I bound to come down with the new stylee
Rockin' rubadub known as reggae music

Gonna come down with the new lyrics
Because the **** ain't no just thing
oh, I said it's been a real long, real long

Nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night

Oh, rubadub blender
A new mixer, go
I am the one DJ with enough flava, he goes
Here I go, here I'm come, heara the dubbed down DJ
Lord have this grilled cheese

I am Jamican but I ain't no freak
I caught the man ino with a ten pound bag of tweaking gum

Hold on, we call it ghost rider
Every time we see them, we fulfill the danger

Nothin' wrong
Nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night

Oh, oh, yeah
Ooh, its hard

Dreddy got a job to do
And we might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
Ah, But, ah, we will survive in this world of compe***ion
Shooting guns and our ammunition, bo,bo,bo

I won't wait so long
Oh, I said I won't wait so long for you
Oh, oh, yeah, and it's hard
Hard, hard to get so much
Hard to, hard to get so much
Hard to get so

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