[Chrous x2: Dylan Dilinjah]
Now all you respect me because I'm a threat
You sleeping and you slept 'til you see infrared
Now when the gun starts you hope for my set
You should be worried because I'm coming for your neck
[Canibus (Dylan Dilinjah)]
Yo, big black and burly my buzz cut curly
Spend a weekend at Bernies with me and a 30-30
Shot group not tight, I readjusted the sight
On the Dillinger, spin cylinders and bust the pipe
Garrison personnel up in the Hamburger Hill Hotel
I roll an L and call Dylan's cell (Ayo Wha'gwan, who dis?)
I'm in the backyard shooting beer bottles off bricks
Now the shot group tight, I readjusted the sight
On the Dillinger, spin cylinders and bust the pipe
(Well I'm drinking some rum, mix it up with chum
Loaded up the big gun for big fish come)
Pirates from the Caribbean, jankrow citizenship
Mercenaries on some militant shit
We ride modified Sea-Doos, two man crews
Of three dudes, shout to number one fire team too
[Chorus x2]
[Born Sun]
Born Sun, I'm strapped with a homicide rap
My clap murder the track, do my bid and come back
Shark tooth thumb tacks, bullet proof tires with run flat
With a bellowed shell and gun claps
Run through Hell with hunchbacks
In an 18 wheeler, pictures of Jesus Christ on the mud flaps
Two-twos with tattoos, supernatural black jewels
Gazoontite gats get at you
In ripped jeans and chains I'm a slave to the rhythm
Obama is the prez but I voted for Shirley Chisholm
That's my word, rappers slip on my slick words
I eat bars, shoot metaphors and spit verbs
Heavyweight hardware bruises and wrist furs
I get pissed off, lick off and spit yearn
South African in the Vatican getting arrogant
Soundclash again, make ghost of David Rodigan
[Chorus]
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