Control

Control

Control

Spanish Town, GP, a rise in every killerSpanish Town, GP a rise in every murderer
We got some loudmouths acting toughWeh do some loquacious force ripe [mendicat?]
No street cred and flexing like a murdererNo street credit an' ah flex murderer
Go learn some realness and go fuck your mommaGwaan go learn some badness and go suck yuh mama

You don’t run your turf, never run your blockYuh nuh run off yuh grung, never run off yuh block
No little kid can give Gaza talkNo likkle bwoy cyaan gi Gaza chat
Be who you are, don’t be who you’re notBe what yuh be, don't be what yuh not
And don’t step to the boss, ayyAnd nuh size up wid di don, ayy
Fool, I see you don’t want your soulFool, mi see seh yuh nuh want yuh soul
Once you diss the Gaza boss, everything’s gonna blowFrom yuh diss Gaza don, a everyting go lif' up
Anything you don’t wanna hear, anything you don’t wanna winAnyting nuh waan hear, anyting nuh waan win
Things don’t wanna think, the breeze I walk withTing nuh waan brain, di breeze mi walk wid
I lost my mind, havoc in the Virgin IslandsMi lose mi mind, havoc eh virgin island
I curse my bloodline, means I’m certain to killMi curse mi bloodline, mean mi certain fi kill
I’ll wipe out your bloodline, completelyMi war rub out yuh bloodline, totally
Give them some news to read, let me sit back and watch itGi dem some news fi read, mek mi siddung an' watch it
Bare killers run out, a bomb rushBare killa run out, a bomb rush
Run, you bastard, every bone and nail brokeRun nuh bumbo, every bone eh nail bruk
Crumble down, rattle pieces in his gutCrumble dung, rattle piece inna him gut
Tumble and roll till I’m smoking in the dirtTumble rungle till mi smoke inna eh dutt
Murder rum, empty the clip and reloadMurder rum, empty di clip and reload
Turbo down, put it in sport modeThe turbo dung, put in di piece a sport mode
I’ll wait you down on the wet line in the roadMi wait yuh down pon di wet line inna eh road
I’ll pound down, down in that nasty bitch’s throatMi lumbah dung, dung inna nasty bitch throat
Craven their marrow flick out in the roadCraven dem marrow flick out inna eh road
Bathe them in acid, and sink them in a holeBathe dem wid acid, an sink dem inna eh hole
[?] rifle man roll[?] rifle man roll
My friends are full of bomboclaat soulsMi friend dem full up ah bomboclaat soul
Cologne by Tom Ford, kick off your bitch’s noseCologne ah Tom Ford, kick off yuh bitch nose
She rides this hood, then I bust off in her throatShe ride dis hood, den mi buss off inna har throat
I turn her back and I claat it loudMi turn eh backway an' mi claat eh K loud
Eh spit in her face, I say love me now (outta control)Eh spit inna har face, ah seh love mi bitch now (outta control)

It’s hard to control, it’s hard to controlMi hard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to control (outta)Psycho man roll, mi hard fi control (outta)
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to control (outta control)Psycho man roll, mi hard fi control (outta control)
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to controlPsycho man roll, mi hard fi control
It’s hard to controlMi hard fi control

Soul holds you when the goon shootsSoul ah hold yuh when di goon ah shoot
Now go for Looney Tune, in my army suitNow guh fi Looney Tune, inna mi army suit
When my hammer moves, when the hammer movesWhen mi hammer move, when di hammer move
Cork up the bammah like in a Commando movieCork up di bammah like inna Commando movie
I got a lot to say, I got a heart that’s ruthlessMi have a lotta talk, mi have a heart weh rudest
This man finds a yard [?] movieDis man find ah yard [?] movie
Line up a target like in Call of DutyLine ah target like a Call of Duty
For my kind of darkness, all the caves refuse itFi mi kind a darkness, all the cave refuse it
Gotta tumble-rumble where we knock, you bastardHaffi tumba-rumba ah weh knock nuh bumbo
The tumble-rumble where we enter the rumbleThe tumbo-rumble ah weh we enter rumble
You should’ve come for funSole yuh dung, should ah come fi fungle
Shots for clanky, yet you know where to runShots fi clanky, yet yuh know weh run go
The aroma’s strong, makes the cloud darkenDi aroma strong, mek eh cloud ah dark up
Clungo-gongo when the conquer comes downClungo-gongo when di conquer dung
Don’t want no little kid to step to me, ayyNuh waan nuh likkle bwoy a come ah size up wid di, ayy
Anywhere the big gun busts, you can’t touch the bagAnyweh di big bumma buss, yuh cyaan touch di bag
Eh make Masicka look like a mosquitoEh mek Masicka look like mosquito
Some incendiary bullets we drop, lift upSome incendiary bullet weh wi drop, lif' up
You could smash the ground, eh make Nazi blackYuh coulda smash di ground, eh mek Nazi black
See when the blood temri, bust the sound rusticaSee when the blood temri, buss eh sound rustica
Eh make cops shiver, I’m a black whipperEh make cops shiver, I am black whipper
You know it’s rapid fire, chop off axy backYuh know a rapid eh fire, chop off axy back
They say to go for my gun, I go for it and murder themThey say fi go fi mi gun, mi go fi it and murder dem

Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to controlPsycho man roll, mi hard fi control
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to control (everybody)Psycho man roll, mi hard fi control (everybody)
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to controlPsycho man roll, mi hard fi control
Hard to control, it’s hard to control (murder them)Hard fi control, mi hard fi control (murder dem)
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to controlPsycho man roll, mi hard fi control
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, it’s hard to control (everybody)Psycho man roll, mi hard fi control (everybody)
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control

Scream downScream eh dung
Say I left it in the body money, to burn you down, [?]Seh mi lef' it inna body money, fi burn yuh dung, [?]
La-la, it’s hard to control, it’s hard to controlLa-la, mi hard fi control, mi hard fi control
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls, when it’s hard to control (bust my whole gun)Psycho man roll, when mi hard fi control (buss mi whole ah gun)
Control, na-na (they know [?])Control, na-na (dem know [?])
Hard to control, it’s hard to controlHard fi control, mi hard fi control
Psycho man rolls (say I bust my whole gun)Psycho man roll (seh mi buss mi whole ah gun)
Clue us down, flick it upClue we dung, flick it up
Tell 'em to start ehTell 'em start eh