PM3 Lyrics

Lift up the matic

And make we buss it

In ah face

Marrow gone fly

With the alien ah space

Call me ah double g

Gangster with grace

Bullet haffi buss though

Boy we nuh graze

Hustle hard fi mi goal

Nah go sit down

And ah wait

Mi nuh wa

Fi work no nine to five

And pray mi get a raise

Remember the days

When mi didn't have none

Now gyal ah see mi fresh

Them say mi handsome

Circle small

But the links them long

Try run ina the thing

If yuh feel say yuh strong

All ah mi strength

Dey ina mi left hand

And mi have nuff bullet

Like the beach have sand

Yeah mi do mi own thing

So mi independent

And nuh pree mi little chain

Couldn't touch the pendant

Don't diss the link

End up ah dead man

Cypress

Ready fi the action

Cypress man

Ready fi the action

Pull up on them block

And leff them in a fraction

Who cya hear

Feel when the nine-x slam

Should ah stay ah school

Try pass exam

Should ah stay ah school

Try pass exam

Badness ah nuh game

Like PlayStation

Ah nuh warzone

So yuh can't respawn

Protect mi three points

Cause mi only have one

Protect mi three points

Cause mi only have one

Put mi faith ina jah jah

So mi fear no one

Put mi faith ina jah jah

So mi fear no

Lift up the matic

And make we buss it

In ah face

Marrow gone fly

With the alien ah space

Close casket

Yuh family

Couldn't recognize yuh face

Now them haffi dig yuh grave

Sing amazing grace

Big disgrace

Everybody in pain

Don't fuck with the team

Cause yuh know we insane

Mi say one ina the head

And thirty two ina the clip

The boy love talk

Mi ah aim fi yuh lip

This ah handgun

Say mi love fi use it

And nuh worry bout the size

Small bullet sink ship

Everything jump out

Ah the damn clip

When mi finger

Pon the trigger

Mi go hit the target

Fuck them gal hard

With mi Trojan

Make she map out them ends

Fi we run a program

Anybody diss

Them nah go live long

Pussy we do the dirt

We nuh just ah sing song

Mi go roll pon them ends

And mi buss the ingram

Buss the ingram

Mi go roll pon them ends

And mi buss the ingram

Pussy we do the dirt

We nuh just ah sing song

Lift up the matic

And make we buss it

Ina face

Marrow gone fly

With the alien ah space

Call me a double g

Gangster with grace

Bullet haffi buss thru boy

We nuh graze

Hustle hard fi mi goal

Nah go sit down

And ah wait mi nuh wa

Fi work no nine to five

And pray mi get a raise

Remember the days

When mi didn't have none

Now gyal ah see mi fresh

Them say mi handsome

Circle small

But the links them long

Try run ina the thing

If yuh feel say yuh strong

All ah mi strength

Dey ina mi left hand

And mi have nuff bullet

Like the beach have sand

Yeah mi do mi own thing

So mi independent

And nuh pree mi little chain

Couldn't touch the pendant

Don't diss the link

End up ah dead man

Cypress

Ready fi the action