Aktion Pak

Seh dem ago diss who?

Seh dem ago diss me?

Chatty mouth that man

Dem bad like we?

A chat dem a chat

Yap dem a yap

Gullyside we a aktion pak

We nuh cuss-cuss, we nuh wear frock

Gullyside we a aktion pak

Tell dem anything a anything

Any DJ, any sing

Any vocal, any string

Fi rise against di God is a heavy sin

Dem a seh me live a foreign and me nah come back

Have di house pon di hill, dem seh me cyan done dat

Me nuh listen pussy face, yuh stinky tongue dat

Any mumma bloodclaat, violate me a gunshot

Mama tell me seh; "Son, beg you please keep your calm

I'm getting old, and me cyan take di drama"

Yeah, but who sell me out a informer

See death 'round the corner, me nuh left mi armor

Right now, me ash like ginger

From my trigger press, me have a sticky finger

Me no gyal, me no carry pretty finger

12-gauge spray it, buss dem fling through window

I'm ready now

Who did a chat?

Gullyside we a aktion pak

No cuss-cuss, no lip-lip, no parrot

Gullyside we a aktion pak

I'm ready now

Who did a chat?

Di Gullyside full of aktion pak

Nuh beat 'round the bush, nuh go away and come back

Right now, we a aktion pak

Well, any day dem think dem can diss me

Me make Jamaica haffi rewrite history

Guillotines above dem head, it did sail off like a Frisbee

Di fire furnace turn up 'til dem back crispy

So serious now, don't even smile at my own jokes

I'm busy counting paper, yow, clashing is for old folks

Now I'm dealing with diamonds and gold, I'm at the cold ports

I'm fucking your girl, yeah, I'm counting my own strokes

I'm ready now

Who did a chat?

Gullyside we a aktion pak

No cuss-cuss, no lip-lip, no parrot

Gullyside we a aktion pak

I'm ready now

Who did a chat?

Di Gullyside full of aktion pak

Nuh beat 'round the bush, nuh go away and come back

Right now, we a aktion pak

Dem a seh me live a foreign and me nah come back

Have di house pon di hill, dem seh me cyan done dat

Me nuh listen pussy face, yuh stinky tongue dat

Any mumma bloodclaat, violate me a gunshot

Mama tell me seh; "Son, beg you please keep your calm

I'm getting old, and me cyan take di drama"

Yeah, but who sell me out a informer

See death 'round the corner, me nuh left mi armor

Right now, me ash like ginger

From my trigger press, me have a sticky finger

Me no gyal, me no carry pretty finger

12-gauge spray it, buss dem fling through window

A chat dem a chat

Yap dem a yap

Gullyside we a aktion pak

We nuh cuss-cuss, we nuh wear frock

Gullyside we a aktion pak

Tell dem anything a anything

Any DJ, any sing

Any vocal, any string

Fi rise against di God is a heavy sin