Saga (feat. Big Red)

Let me break down the saga One gang, one mission, one order A couple gyal wanna link with the farther Yeah them sweet live guava, watch'ya Militant when I'm on the outside In case some pussy wants to mix up the drama But when they see wagwan on my side Nuff of them look for the nearest Ramada, we win that Bag up and bin that, another sad song them a sing that My dargs roll up and then spin that Like old school record on slipmat, ya hear that Bag up and bin that, another sad song them a sing that Russian roulette them a spin that Like old school record and ting Mais d'où est-ce que tu débarques Sous la lumière 3 mcs from de Dark Les trous ducs gisent dans leur bouillons quand je poses le mic Prêts pour le combat partie en mission avec un arc SKZ avec la détermination d'un farc Faire la révolution oui mais smart Contre ceux avec qui la connerie fleurte S'imaginant venir de spart mais musicalement il faut que ça heurt It's for the mental fondamentale Et je recale tout ce qui me kill natural Tu ne m'as pas vue si jamais on te demande Another saga is on Flowdan killa p big red Anybwoy violate we and dem dead We put shot in a nuff man head Mumma she ah barl she ah beg fried fish dry bread Flowdan killa p big red, and could come with no drama Cos you know that comes with karma And you know that's a brand new saga Another chapter, another sad story, another fracture Another spanner in the works for the programme So we gotta deal with the matter and stand up They're never gonna like when we defend the culture But some of them are too bloodclart greedy So we gotta rise umbrella on a vulture Because the worlds over Believe me, dead that Bag up and bin that, another sad song them a sing that My dargs roll up and then spin that Like old school record on slipmat, ya hear that Bag up and bin that, another sad song them a sing that Russian roulette them a spin that Like old school record and ting Another saga will pass Man dem try fi guh Diss killa man and never know the glock 40 will blast Shatter dem just like glass This killa I'm on a ross Di shotter dem whole of we ready Fi put a shot ina yu belly Nuff of dem anuh gun man in real life Nough of dem only watch badness Pun tele mi meck dem dissappear like makavelli Anytime yu ready pussy hole you know me ready Gun shot ah buss everybody Get Berry and mi ah left your body parts Dem pun tele, tell dem Poor some henny cah somebody ah Berry nobody dem can't tell killa man Bout no berreter anytime you hear me say Killa it's my genna Dem when they say genna they mean Jennifer Flowdan killa p big red Anybwoy violate we and dem dead We put shot in a nuff man head Mumma she ah barl she ah beg fried fish dry bread Flowdan killa p big red, and could come with no drama Cos you know that comes with karma And you know that's a brand new saga