If I can't see god while I'm standing
What would I get down on my knees
All I see is dead man walking
Eyes locked on their iPhone screens
They rejecting the truth
Cause their minds aren't clean
One man army
Cause only I hold down my team
If it's not Gordon Dry
I won't down it don't do Smirnoff
Tell the neighbours "allow it"
This that ting you can't turn off
Peng tings 'round sittin' cozy
Beard man taking your trophies
Can't go home till a nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs fro the homies
Gyaldem tellin' me go deep
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs for the homies
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the lot
But man just won't stop
Moving like crabs on a road
Bare man crash at the closest spot
These are habits I can't ignore
Swear down this shit make me sore
In and out of every store
We need more, we need more
If it's not Gordon Dry
I won't down it don't do Smirnoff
Tell the neighbours "allow it"
This that ting you can't turn off
Peng tings 'round sittin' cozy
Beard man taking your trophies
Can't go home till a nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs fro the homies
Gyaldem tellin' me go deep
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs for the homies
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
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If I can't see god while I'm standing
What would I get down on my knees
All I see is dead man walking
Eyes locked on their iPhone screens
They rejecting the truth
Cause their minds aren't clean
One man army
Cause only I hold down my team
If it's not Gordon Dry
I won't down it don't do Smirnoff
Tell the neighbours "allow it"
This that ting you can't turn off
Peng tings 'round sittin' cozy
Beard man taking your trophies
Can't go home till a nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs fro the homies
Gyaldem tellin' me go deep
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs for the homies
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the lot
But man just won't stop
Moving like crabs on a road
Bare man crash at the closest spot
These are habits I can't ignore
Swear down this shit make me sore
In and out of every store
We need more, we need more
If it's not Gordon Dry
I won't down it don't do Smirnoff
Tell the neighbours "allow it"
This that ting you can't turn off
Peng tings 'round sittin' cozy
Beard man taking your trophies
Can't go home till a nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs fro the homies
Gyaldem tellin' me go deep
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs for the homies
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
What would I get down on my knees
All I see is dead man walking
Eyes locked on their iPhone screens
They rejecting the truth
Cause their minds aren't clean
One man army
Cause only I hold down my team
If it's not Gordon Dry
I won't down it don't do Smirnoff
Tell the neighbours "allow it"
This that ting you can't turn off
Peng tings 'round sittin' cozy
Beard man taking your trophies
Can't go home till a nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs fro the homies
Gyaldem tellin' me go deep
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs for the homies
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the lot
But man just won't stop
Moving like crabs on a road
Bare man crash at the closest spot
These are habits I can't ignore
Swear down this shit make me sore
In and out of every store
We need more, we need more
If it's not Gordon Dry
I won't down it don't do Smirnoff
Tell the neighbours "allow it"
This that ting you can't turn off
Peng tings 'round sittin' cozy
Beard man taking your trophies
Can't go home till a nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs fro the homies
Gyaldem tellin' me go deep
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Mandem sittin' on nose bleed
No more drugs for the homies
Life is never that rosy
No more drugs for the homies
Bad gyal sittin' all cozy
No more drugs for the homies
No more drugs for the homies
Writer: Amo Achille
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