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Don't believe it if it bites your soul So many been in brightest wars Darken the riddim with the lightest words Don't wanna see this for long Outta every corner could be villains in the night One ting lead to two, into three into five Tell 'em what fi do, let me see when it's ripe I never licked a wound, let it bleed till it's fine Lead to the blind Many many roads for deceit to disguise Carry on ma cross no retreat no retire Ready with me soul so me sleep in me Nikes P's and the pies Regular resorts on the scene it's a hype But they never tell you more than you need that the lie She likes Rovers Riders Wickedest of motives Life My type, don't you reckon I should call her She likes Rovers Riders Wickedest of motives Life My type, don't you reckon I should call her Don't you reckon I should call? Don't you reckon I should call? One, two, three when you're ready for the one When you're really in the mood, really wanna go Run until you meet the one that's ready for your all With the wickedest one, when the record is done