Devil's Lettuce (Interlude)

Oooooh See it deya? bagga problem Oooooh The day I lost my friend Couldn't stray from the Evil eye dem Another face found Flat inna the Thames Another dark skin angel fi DEAD They were meant to be his dogs Oh Lord Ooooooo The pitchforks come fi stop my voice The reaper come disguised as a boy Shellings inna Brixton market Look what you started Him did never trouble anybody So tell me why he got hit by the pumpy I'll wait, I'll wait Look what ya started Shellings inna Brixton market Him say chi chi man ah di target? Mi nah just artist Dearly departed Donnies out here gettin clarted Talk on my name like wha? Brown skin man ah see stars Brown skin man warn drape? Come chase man Popped like grape like pop pop pop Haunted boy coz imma haunt the boy When he close his eyes soul is traumatised Dem ah traumatised