Open a de herb gate sellin pure ganja

babylon come but they undercova

they never really want me to stop sell ganja

(they just want to take a cut of what you make so far)

But Im not having it, I load the SLR

pack thje ganja BOOM they break down the door

ha-ha, 3 shots exchange at close range

out of 3 babylon, hit one in the brain

ha-ha, 2 shots hit the window pane

I exchange 4 shots, I drop and feel pain

but Im not hit, into the bathroom I crawl

I look out the window its a one storey fall

Im fallin, hit the ground and start crawlin

instead Im walkin round and blendin in wit the crowd

another day, I gotta way, I gotta fix this problem someday

but the very next day...



Chorus >repeat *2

Can stop wont stop sellin mad izm

all comeptition I gots to get wit em

me nah go jail and me nah go prison

(take it to his face kid dis em)



Im in another herb gate like a superstar

11:AM things are safe so far



I used to worry about the competition on the block

but now the competition on the block is the cops

and even blackwatch dont know where we lay

well..(open up its the D.E.A.)

ah man, just when I went for more led

my door opens up wit the beam to my forehead

wit nowhere to escape, I thought I was dead

but I woke up instead in a cell on my bed

I lay back down, then I heard a crack sound

2 D.T.'s came in and layed they glocks down

one was whistlin a love song, he put some gloves on

I thought to myself, damn somethings wrong

boom bap, boom bap against my head

I fell back on my bed, down to his feet

the pain was insane but the hit was sweet

cuz these dumb ass cops punched me right by the heat

the glock, 2 shots, 3 shots they screamin

then someone said..(ay wake up kid your dreamin)-