Pressure (feat. Flowdan)

Yo Yuh know dem a gon' run outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yuh sing for the stretcher So what I'm gonna deal with, oh can't hit 'em I got feeling When dey fi go sign and seal it Fiyah can't done, fiyah just start Fiyah ah gon' burn up the whole of dem clot Yuh know dem a gon' run outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yuh sing for the stretcher So what I'm gonna deal with, oh can't hit 'em I got feeling When dey fi go sign and seal it Fiyah can't done, fiyah just start Fiyah ah gon' burn up this bomboclaat Listen, fresh out the dungeon Ello win, dey ah win function Burn ah white skin like bunsen Mi dark, dem buddy and dem tough like Samson They know I might take that riddim and dey like boom, action Men ah dey with a long talking Wait for the revolution but the revolution can't start We haffi go, bloodclot start Spit, try to cover this shot Shut dem for sale like pussy cole, ay Politics scares my people, dem starving And they ain't got time fi this while dey can't take While dem ah make money in a bungled grass hell Pussy cut dey want ah legs, gram of cocaine When ah man dem belly start rumble, command the jungle Babylon burning today Dem a gon' run outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yuh sing for the stretcher So what I'm gonna deal with, oh can't hit 'em I got feeling When dey fi go sign and seal it Fiyah can't done, fiyah just start Fiyah ah gon' burn up the whole of dem bloodclot This a raasclaat duo fix The Bug Wait up on track, we're running Yuh know dem a gon' run outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yuh sing for the stretcher So what I'm gonna deal with, oh can't hit 'em I got feeling When dey fi go sign and seal it Fiyah can't done, fiyah just start Fiyah ah gon' burn up the whole of dem clot Yuh know dem a gon' run outta town when we apply pressure Babylon time done, yuh sing for the stretcher So what I'm gonna deal with, oh can't hit 'em I got feeling When dey fi go sign and seal it Fiyah can't done, fiyah just start Fiyah ah gon' burn up this bomboclaat Listen, general election So we gonna gatecrash that It's enough weight, everything in Babylon section Me tighter than a four-three hundred, don't chat We never chat bull while we ah hunt for the food And them ah argue about tax People are dead, mum's still crying The fiyah's gonna blaze on these embers That crash so mi send for yuh Giddeon Boo, camouflage suit Stack yuh purse upon the parliament roof Circle the base for the fourteen Now I made it walking, we get in by quarter past two Solutions, all twenty-one gon' salute Simple from a warrior's point of view Be a face ting when I run up on dem Ah, nobody raasclaat move