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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Masicka
Masicka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javaun Fearon
Javaun Fearon
Songwriter
Mario Dunwell
Mario Dunwell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dunw3ll
Dunw3ll
Producer

Lyrics

(Dunwell) Yeah Legends live forever Weh mi do? Leff mi name inna 'e earth like a King (woo) Gyal a liff up dem skirt, what a ting (woo) Bwoy yuh wi' get hurt shot a fling (pop-pop) Anuh mi alone, a di world dat a sing Nuff money, bruk pocket, dat a sin Badmind, get a bomb, pop a pin What happen? Doh waah see di block a win Cash a swing, bed never have propa' spring Fuck a pool, buy a beach mek mama swim (woo) Buil' a school and teach di yute some odda ting She fuck pon yuh nuh matter how yuh falla Kim (yeah) And watch 'e man gatherin' And every black man a King Every black man a King Mad dawg watcha Money up, man a push weight, not a gym Every move a movie yow dawg what a film (woo) Snake style, fake smile, watch a grin Mi shoot first, di place wild, shot a grim Grung plane, leather seat, propa' rim Black rain anuh di rain God a bring Champagne, champagne gyal a puke High grade, man a float, Aladdin Ten different account dawg bag a pin Mansa Musa, bag a gold, bag a bling She want a shoota, yeah, fi put di dagger in (dagger in) And every black man a... And every black man a King Every black man a... And every black man a King Every black man a... And every black man a King Every black man a... Every black man a King Diss 'e family Close range inna yuh face, rock yuh chin (rock) Chance fiyuh slight dem dehso slim (woo) Lights out, how dah endz deh suh dim? Who survive? Shot inna dem head jus' a ring (ring) Born hustler nuh sleep, fuck di nappin' Gyal a leff from work fi mi buss di stockin' (woo) Stuff mi cock in den she cut guh clock in Mi girl try tell mi a love mi lackin' Waah rich like a drugs wi stackin' Pull up, from wi pull up full dat up to di brim Two gyal inna di tub, dem a twin, yeah And every black man a... And every black man a King Every black man a... And every black man a King Every black man a... And every black man a King Every black man a... Every black man a King My grandson No weapon that form against you shall prosper And every tongue dat rise up against you shall be condemn in judgement The Lord will continue cover you under his blood The world is yours Your gonna spread your wings as an eagle God bless you, no weapon and every tongue dat rise up against you Shall be condemn in judgement, the mouth of the Lord has spoken Love you my grandson For you I am praying
Writer(s): Mario Dunwell, Javaun Nicholas Fearon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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