Lyrics

Illuminati a the topic a the day Have the ghetto youths dem a stray So mi burn dem out, burn dem out And all who a filter dirty things from dem mouth Mi burn dem out Illuminati a the topic a the day Have the ghetto youths dem a stray So mi burn dem out, burn dem out And all who a filter dirty things from dem mouth Mi burn dem out Some bwoy dem a no wi icon Because dem sacrifice dem friend right hand Fi involve inna Illuminati guy plan But I a stay pure like the grains dem inna the white sand Tell dem gun mi no haffi hide from It best if dem kill mi from now Mi blood dem better spill it from now Yea mi naw sell mi soul, mi naw bow Mi naw worship no goat, no cow Cash Flow some grow up round yah condemn And who a follow dem, the judgement wicked pon dem If dem cyaa hang Sam Sharpe fi do so much good You no si a evil dem a do so let's hang dem Why as a woman start breed Man a gi dem money fi go doctor go nam dem Cash Flow, this a go be a next anthem
Writer(s): Ernesto Fasteino Mitchell, Paul Roosevelt Mitchell Jr., Byiome Sherman Muir, Paul Roosevelt Mitchell, Garth Forester Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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