Yeah You know a Urban Monday's A Masicka, enuh And ZJ Chrome And you know me talk me mind all the while Mad enuh... Right? Hold on then Bad from I land 'pon the island Freestyle, but me no take style And Samantha J sing 'bout, "Tight up skirt", and you know say 'donia go buy one? So a Popcaan diggin you 'par with? Chrome, throw the two of dem inna a frying pan Dem feel like dem can't get beaten true Kartel gone a High Rison You no see a young general a walk road? Hey, likkle bwoy, open your eyes And every gyal waan dive 'pon me Divan And all she a gwaan like Ivan She a say me can't pop, like Nylon Me a tell you wha' fi do, a no Simon A she keep me shine like a diamond... Chinwa, me girl from Thailand Monkey a rush, me must catch you Me style dem sick like me just catch flu A who that? Bounty just step through Wha' you say you waan do? Share your due's? "Level! This is Rodney Price Tell that black eyed fished deh, I'm not so nice Dem a stupid, dem nah act so wise A where skirt and a talk 'bout ras', a lies" And me say TNS, and me say Urban A Masicka, the lyrical surgeon TNS, Urban TNS, Urban TNS, Urban