| Royalty inna mi bloodline
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| Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines
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| And though I know
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| Our demons come to test us sometimes
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| Dem ah scheme from long time
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| Defeat we nuh come find
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| Royalty inna mi bloodline
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| Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines
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| And though I know
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| Our demons come to test us sometimes
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| Dem ah scheme from long time
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| Defeat we nuh come find
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| Yeah, mi haffi
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| Big up, yo
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| Big up, yo, big up, yo
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| I can't run nuttin fi you
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| You is badman fi di bread when dem all get job
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| Big up, yo
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| Big up, yo, big up, yo
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| Gyaldem ah Kingston
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| Every one dem body wanna hear me on this one
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| Man, it's cool until the shit change
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| Wanna use me for the money and the cars, yeah, the big Range
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| Yeah, it's funny how shit change
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| All shorty want is young nigga's drawers, that shit stains
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| In the pool house, Biscayne
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| Now I'm in the coupe with a crib big as Curtis Payne
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| Never can forget all the nights it was just pain
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| Now I'm finna come for the throne, don't forget, mayne
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| Royalty inna mi bloodline
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| Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines
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| And though I know our demons come to test us sometimes
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| Dem ah scheme from long time
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| Defeat we nuh come find
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| Nuff ting I get luck off
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| Iced-out rings nah come off
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| Clean from mi born till ah gyal she fi drop off
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| We can't stop, we ah rise, we ah take off
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| For di gyal I set trends
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| Name just hop up upon di ends
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| Take me on top pon a somethin' till it bends
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| You ain't a friend
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| Badmind, we nuh 'fraid of dem
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| Win, we ah win till it end
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| Royalty inna mi bloodline
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| Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines
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| And though I know
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| Our demons come to test us sometimes
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| Dem ah scheme from long time
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| Defeat we nuh come find
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| His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie, so we royal
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| Triple-X crew, so we loyal
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| Big batty, fat pussy, broad gyal
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| Come here, back it up, gyal, buss a while, mm hmm
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| Be looking like 10, I leave the 9, mm hmm
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| Miami gyal, Caribbean wine
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| Yardies say you're a real buddy bucka
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| Yankees say you a bad muthafucka
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| Ky-Mani, ooh, waan see why they can't work the 'Ami
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| Why I like the rhymey
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| Man grimey crimey
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| Can't style me, parri
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| Man XXX to Tentación
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| Pull up on di men seh like taximan
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| Nah spray cologne, we spray hot metal
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| Real badman like Sandokan
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| Real hot gyal badman go pon
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| Anywhere we walk di street governed
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| No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan
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| Versace style, Louis V pattern
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| We strike di street hard, no FIFA plan
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| Teach yuh fam it will be a hard victory in yuh land
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| We born fi get dough, nuh need no man
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| We life ah sow doubts, riddlerman
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| We balls ah work, we are di breeders and
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| Hard life wit it, badman riddim
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| Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon
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| Real badman, we nuh haffi have image
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| Score like scrimmage inna any gyal village
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| Fuck dem wicked, now squeeze out liquid
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| Sharpshooter like Billy The Kid
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| Haffi live twice fi di tings that we did
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| DJ, tell dem we wild and wicked
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| Royalty inna mi bloodline
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| Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines
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| And though I know
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| Our demons come to test us sometimes
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| Dem ah scheme from long time
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| Defeat we nuh come find |