Fast Lyrics

Fast - Alkaline

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Everything ago mek sense soon

Get a band-aid and put it ova di wound

Tell dem yellow moon

Well well well well

No man no perfect

No

We have our vices and our flaws

They want me to stumble

I go so hard I take no pause

Even if I fumble

Don't laaf just get young boss in charge

Man born fi do dis dawg

New owna deh yah fi did yaad

Nuh gi mi no talk

Want it fast

Lef from high school and str88 up mi tun a boss

Nuh gi mi no talk

Young lord

Jump inna di aircraft

Push start and it tek off

No gi mi no talk

Want it fast

Pistol inna mi waist

Yuh betta gi mi weh mi ask

No gi mi no talk

Young boss

Ey ey ey ey ey ey

First to BM then mi go the benz

Rise to the top, them take offence

Tell mi weh the Fuck me a bad mind for when

Mi have my things, that don't make no sense

So we see it alright then, me don't need friends

Do it by myself 'cause me don't need them

More them a talk, a the more me trend

No wan't nobody else rich, only them

God go with them!

Youth them wah buy the 'Rollie' them

Or feel the power fi have three gyal a

Fuck in a your room fi a whole weekend

Say you no like me, ignore me then

Rather a gunshot before me bend

Rather a mugshot first before me tell

Cyah catch badman 'pon no intel

No no no

Friend then a killer, me role with them

Yeah, cyah style man like way without the league them

Press 'on the trigger then go 'way leave them

Bad from morning, now a evening

Top man affi have top lawyer 'cause

The system a pree me and me a pree them

Deh in a the coupe with the roof open

You want more proof say the youth chosen?

23 with a mansion 'on the hill, motivation fi the youth them

Do wah me want, that them no like

Tell unnuh me mind, me no have to be nice

Buy more things and stock up fi the fight

And me do it my way, me no have to be right

No gimme no talk, me want it fast!

Mi left from high school and straight up mi turn a boss

No gimme no talk, young lord

Jump in a the aircraft

Push start and it take off

No gimme no talk, me want it fast

Pistol in a me waist, you better gi' me weh me ask

No gimme no talk, young boss

Rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido

No man don't perfect, no we have our vices and our flaws

They want me to stumble, I go so hard, I take no pause

Even if I fumble, don't laugh just yet, young boss in charge

Man born fi do this dawg, new owner deh yah fi the yard

System wah sick me, them think a something good

Deh in a me cell nah talk, nah medz nothing good

Wait till me jump out, wait till me touch road

Hear say one bag a talk a make,

Alright, just wait 'till me go home, aye

Wish the road did straight, but it full a turn

Me a go fi mine, you go fi yours

Something have to happen fi somebody learn

And you have fi skill fi go through the flame and no get no burn

Ya ya

No man don't perfect, no we have our vices and our flaws

They want me to stumble, I go so hard, I take no pause

Even if I fumble, don't laugh just yet, young boss in charge

Man born fi do this dawg, new owner deh yah fi the yard

Hmm

(Sound of bike moving fast)

Glory

Oh oh ooh oh

Glory

Auhhhh

Glory

Oho oh oh oh

Glory

Rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido, rapido