Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Daniel St.martin Wright
Peter Daniel St.martin Wright
Songwriter
Damon Carlos Harrison
Damon Carlos Harrison
Songwriter
Jean-Marie Jourdan
Jean-Marie Jourdan
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ayo Listen Yow yow (Ayo) I release, I'm a soldier at ease We can never have peace in these Kingston streets (Uh huh) I chose to fight with my ink on beats (Yeah) Only dope I write 'cause I think so deep (Deep) South Americans call me Cinco Steez Known for having the stinkest trees (Uh) Don't ask for a verse if you think it's free (Don't) What you earn at your work is my business fee (Yes!) Yes, I don't tolerate disrespect (Uh uh) I start bombing like Inspectah Deck I ain't nut'n to mess wit, you better check ya step Hoping all my people resurrect (God bless) I recollect, we lost some that rep the set We was trying to see how big our records get Like two training partners running neck and neck Our highlight reel full of Spesh FX Ayo Our highlight reel full of Spesh FX We already made our place in history Rapping till the age of fifty, facing sixty The way I raise my city, I'm like Jay or Biggie Most say Nas, this Jamaica, not Queens The City of Kings, from the ground is hot steam Di shotta dem badder than any block team Man head sick, yow, what's the vaccine? The Council run the Hip Hop scene (Yes) So much dread, I don't know what locks mean (Uh uh) Do this for the heads, yow, not the pop dream (Nah) Switch up on your fans and now you boxed een (Look there) Thought you would blow up and start fi stash green But now, long is how the tick tock seem (Yeah) Running out of time though the wristwatch clean (Uh) Yu still tink yu a big shot, eeh? (Eeh?) Yu a sellout, I don't dig dat, zeen? It's my type of shit right here, yo I love that shit Catch me rolling around in my Mercedes Vintage, in New York City, from Kingston though On the low, ninja moves every time Got the drop on you, out of sight, out of mind Never seen when I'm coming, the silk on my body rest peacefully And my toast close when it need to be I like my scenery green for the inspiration End results, keep my shit in rotation I love the envy, trust me, I love the hate The jealousy keeps me going stronger Yu par wid di enemy, yu dead wid di enemy And anyone a dem weh a frenemy, dem ah guh dead to mi Delusion's a disease Can't clap me, Ztinkz, TS or Five Steez Responsible for any hype you receive In the West Indies, nyam yu food like cheese, how yu mean? Our highlight reel full of Spesh FX
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