Ghostface Killah, Masta Killa, Harley, Solomon Childs - Soursop lyrics

When I was just
Give  me light, light, light the way
Light  the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light,   light, light can  you light?
Can you light? Light, light the way
Light  the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light can  you light?

Yeah, yo
Bloodclaat, bust my gun like a rude boy
No Love & Hip Hop, bad attitude, boy
Jamaican Clarks
Sippin' Guinness on the hot sand
Sun splash, I'm on after Elephant Man
My posse paddle through the Cayman
In a small canoe
Chewin' on chew sticks, blowin' on ganja root
Fonto leaf, Irish moss, soursop
Big nets catchin' monk fish
Spice for the crockpot
The powder is wrapped
Lookin' like baby roadies
Machine gun mask on
Lookin' like a bunch of goalies
The half a foot dread
The whole land call him Toby
He got a team of red
Beam that'll lean the police
Christoper Coke, the pistol'll smoke gutters
We out in Kingston grooming the
Dirt for the butters
Sharpened machetes that slice through
The trees for berries
Busting coconuts, Selassie legendary

When I was just
Give me light, light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light can you light?
Can you light? Light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light can you light?

Siddly, diddly, diddly, diddly
Diddly, diddly, and truly
(Right) no search and fiddle (Right)
Diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly
First class (Brrt)
Cold blooded murderer (Right)
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em
Tell 'em what them ah really require (Right)
Cold blooded murderer
Wu Tang the definition of a soldier

Check the Tiger Bone, stole love don
I sip a megaton on point
Soldiers is armed and blow the best corn
Fly silks and wallies
Women from Jamaica to Bali
Acknowledge me at the show and prove rowdy
I miss Allah Real still
I build with this peace of steel
They call the microphone
Chrome nickel-plated poems
Jamel Ireef and Iron Man Tone, respect shown
In Jamaica, there's a party
Peace to all my natty
Eatin' swordfish and I keep sliced avocado
Rice and peas and items sweet like a mango
One hundred clip rifle blow
Steady flow, rhythm, tempo
"More fire, " the sample go, so
Peace to Fire House, Waltham
Havendale to Maverley
Jungle to Rema, Salt Lane to Tivoli
Gaza, Spanish Town, Trenchtown
Back to Maxfield
'Nough respect due, everything real

When I was just