Lyrics
Prang in the war in the war they S
Old-fashioned balls like PES
Shit MCs think they’re really next
But the truth is dem man are really dead
Spin a man’s head off the decks, who’s next?
Waste MCs wanna talk in code
Then wanna gwan on like everyting’s blessed
Dem man dere, I can’t be friends
Wanna harm me? Then harm me then
Roll with the dargs that’ll bark for dem
Come round, tuck you, can’t pretend
I’ll draw man out like wah gwan for them?
Yo, T, take out half of them
Talk greaze, man ah man ah spar with them
Shower down mic, they’re like rah again
He’s hard again, I’m farda then
I am the farda
Tell me a brother who’s harder
Violate me, need more than a plaster
Man ah man ah draw for the headtop clarter
Head-head-head, yeah, the headtop clarter
Come against me, headtop clarter
Spray a sixteen, headtop clarter
Man ah man ah draw for the headtop clarter
No snare when I beat my drum
Man are giant, fee fo fum
Come against me? Tell him don’t be, don’t be
Come against me? Tell him don’t be dumb
Heat his chest like Jamaican rum
Move that ting, might be your mum
You’ll be stressed if I slap her bum
Spread her legs, now she’s feeling numb
You talking straps but you ain’t buss none
When Tuckz roll through, everyone run
Might have a shank or I might have a gun
Provoking? Get poked in your right lung
My Gs on the block dem on a mad one
Told me do this music ting
While they do the road ting on a mad one
If I buss from the block, everyone runs
I am the farda
Tell me a brother who’s harder
Violate me, need more than a plaster
Man ah man ah draw for the headtop clarter
Head-head-head, yeah, the headtop clarter
Come against me, headtop clarter
Spray a sixteen, headtop clarter
Man ah man ah draw for the headtop clarter
Kick back, don’t chat or you’ll get slapped
Done that, flip that, get a next pack
Pap-pap in your headback, get clapped
High school days, got wrapped and jacked
And now they wanna gwan on like they’re bad
Haffi show man that it’s not that
You’re still that wasteman from way back
I’m rude, I’ll slap him with the back of my hand
So I haffi tell a man move right
Man are getting outlined with a chalk line
Everything shell when Vision inside
More time, radio on a late night
Shower down mic, gassed, on a next vibe
Don’t lie, you ain’t gonna bang a 45
Dumb guy, why would you come against I
And get pied? You don’t wanna vex this guy
I am the farda
Tell me a brother who’s harder
Violate me, need more than a plaster
Man ah man ah draw for the headtop clarter
Head-head-head, yeah, the headtop clarter
Come against me, headtop clarter
Spray a sixteen, headtop clarter
Man ah man ah draw for the headtop clarter