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It's Not Over
Shatta Wale
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Mix Masta Gazzy
Gazzy
Mhmm
Eh
Dem say me bad, but the street a hold me down
Every bobo shanty get a rizzla rolytan
If you ready fi di war, then bredda you haffi send di tan
Me no talk through walkie-talkie, always talk through di Remington
Me no joke, so me keep mi eyes dem carefully 'pon di ground
If a nuh di dollar, then me always count di pound
Anywhere me deh, di pretty gyal dem come around
Dem try me and di shotta movement will turn dem down
Man a heavyweight champion, we still hold di crown
And so any boy test we, then we box him down
Nuff of dem no real, me see dem like dancehall clowns
Dem try fi sell we out, but we never give a damn
Me walk like a champion, me talk like a man
This is the boom-bam-bang Buju Banton song
Yeah
Tell dem say it is October, -ober
Jeh, Jeh, me sef a wobba, wobba
A so me stay sober, sober
And a ghetto youth soldier, soldier
Tell dem say it is October, -ober
Jeh, Jeh, me sef a wobba, wobba
A so me stay sober, sober
And a ghetto youth soldier, soldier
Di gyal dem love we 'cause we global
And so dem all a link we, sending proposals
'Cause if a cash dem want, we sort dem out proper
When we fly out with gyal dem, dem need no visa
A so dem stay inna protocol
With di previous one, we full up inna total
And so some boy a link, say, "Shotta, you a mi pimp and"
So me tell him, "Can't deny that 'cause dat a normal"
Tell dem say it is October, -ober
Jeh, Jeh, me sef a wobba, wobba
A so me stay sober, sober
And a ghetto youth soldier, soldier
Tell dem say it is October, -ober
Jeh, Jeh, me sef a wobba, wobba
A so me stay sober, sober
And a ghetto youth soldier, soldier
Gazzy, Gazzy
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Mix Masta Gazzy
Gazzy
Mhmm
Dem say me bad, but the street a hold me down
Every bobo shanty get a rizzla rolytan
If you ready fi di war, then bredda you haffi send di tan
Me no talk through walkie-talkie, always talk through di Remington
Me no joke, so me keep mi eyes dem carefully 'pon di ground
If a nuh di dollar, then me always count di pound
Anywhere me deh, di pretty gyal dem come around
Dem try me and di shotta movement will turn dem down
Man a heavyweight champion, we still hold di crown
And so any boy test we, then we box him down
Nuff of dem no real, me see dem like dancehall clowns
Dem try fi sell we out, but we never give a damn
Me walk like a champion, me talk like a man
This is the boom-bam-bang Buju Banton song
Yeah
Tell dem say it is October, -ober
Jeh, Jeh, me sef a wobba, wobba
A so me stay sober, sober
And a ghetto youth soldier, soldier
Tell dem say it is October, -ober
Jeh, Jeh, me sef a wobba, wobba
A so me stay sober, sober
And a ghetto youth soldier, soldier
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