I come from Jamaica, where buster rifle anyway cannot win no fear
From out of the book, I want me a gorilla picture
You diss me now, me kill you now
Ya, wait till later, throw the bullets to your table and I'm not a waiter
Rifle blind them, left them looking like a smoking crater
Inna Jamaica, so we murder eater
Yeah, we taking over these streets
Taking over these streets
Pussycats we have to eat
Stephanie, that's how we get on