Trample by Manga Saint Hilare Lyrics
[Intro]
Lewi B
[Verse 1: Manga Saint Hilare]
First things first, let me say from now we are not similar
I am not like (Dem)
My karma's my armour, I know that I'm blessed
So I'm in it and they're nuttin' with (Dem)
I was the one they laughed after
But I laughed harder, so mi never par with (Dem)
A lot of dem bwoy dere move faster
But I move smarter, in a different class from (Dem)
No wonder dem bwoy dere mek tune
But they don't say a ras, 'cause they don't put their heart in (Dem)
(That's) That's why they never last
They'll be gone in a year, just like the last one (Dem)
The realest die, and there ain't too many left
I think I'm one of the last of (Dem)
Got a war in my head, no answers left
That's why I thank God for my chances
[Chorus: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
[Verse 2: Manga Saint Hilare]
Dem boy dere chat me, I never chat dem
Man are doin' the chattin' but never chat sense (Never)
I been a outsider from back when
Now I'm gettin' to the bag with my nang friends
They claim they're the truth
Look at dem lie there, like they're tryna act dead (Mad)
Gave my likkle monies and I stack them
I can be a loner, like I never had friends (Money)
Load up the MAC then look for my next hit just like a crackhead
I got punches but they never catch them
So many punches like I attack them (Bag of them)
Certain man don't wanna do the work though
That's a big waste like my fat friend (Big waste)
Lazy boy dem fi sit long
Nah mi can't role with them, I can't stand them
[Chorus: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
[Verse 3: IRAH]
Wollan
Me nein have nuttin' with dem (Nah)
Me and dem boy and a friend (Nah)
Knock it, mi knock it pon dem
Dem bomboclaat boy, dey no want a problem (Balalala)
Load up me lock, mi clart them (Yes)
If ah lyrical war, mi kickstart then (Mad)
IRAH load up, beat up and scar dem
Gaza, southside, we nuh beg pardon
Know say mi badder dan the all ah dem (All ah dem)
And the boy try run for the key den (Nah)
Bars and guns, that's more than a million (Yes)
Bun dem out like the blunt and mi feelin' dem (Mad)
I'm not feelin' dem
Pon the pavilion
[?] from the Gaza, mi killing 'em
[?] Eminem, me nah billin' dem
Load up me 16 and I'm buryin'
[Chorus: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
[Verse 4: Jammer]
Pull up in the set and start steppin' on man
Man try pull out their weapon on man
I might draw for the Nike Air Max, start creppin' on man
Give the MC hell, that's heaven on ban
Dem MCs can't level on gang
When I'm on the whip, I got seven on man
Some MCs don't get on with Jam
But I never been part of the get-along gang
More time I roll on the roads with Jah
But it's like they wanna see the devil in man
I'm on time, I roll and I roll with a sicko
And you don't wanna see me with the meckle on man
Turn the dot, man might turn Ethyl on man
Turn the Ps, now I might turn special on man
For the war, man might go seshin' on man
Can't manage man like Boy Better Know Jam
[Outro: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Lewi B)
Lewi B
[Verse 1: Manga Saint Hilare]
First things first, let me say from now we are not similar
I am not like (Dem)
My karma's my armour, I know that I'm blessed
So I'm in it and they're nuttin' with (Dem)
I was the one they laughed after
But I laughed harder, so mi never par with (Dem)
A lot of dem bwoy dere move faster
But I move smarter, in a different class from (Dem)
No wonder dem bwoy dere mek tune
But they don't say a ras, 'cause they don't put their heart in (Dem)
(That's) That's why they never last
They'll be gone in a year, just like the last one (Dem)
The realest die, and there ain't too many left
I think I'm one of the last of (Dem)
Got a war in my head, no answers left
That's why I thank God for my chances
[Chorus: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
[Verse 2: Manga Saint Hilare]
Dem boy dere chat me, I never chat dem
Man are doin' the chattin' but never chat sense (Never)
I been a outsider from back when
Now I'm gettin' to the bag with my nang friends
They claim they're the truth
Look at dem lie there, like they're tryna act dead (Mad)
Gave my likkle monies and I stack them
I can be a loner, like I never had friends (Money)
Load up the MAC then look for my next hit just like a crackhead
I got punches but they never catch them
So many punches like I attack them (Bag of them)
Certain man don't wanna do the work though
That's a big waste like my fat friend (Big waste)
Lazy boy dem fi sit long
Nah mi can't role with them, I can't stand them
[Chorus: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
[Verse 3: IRAH]
Wollan
Me nein have nuttin' with dem (Nah)
Me and dem boy and a friend (Nah)
Knock it, mi knock it pon dem
Dem bomboclaat boy, dey no want a problem (Balalala)
Load up me lock, mi clart them (Yes)
If ah lyrical war, mi kickstart then (Mad)
IRAH load up, beat up and scar dem
Gaza, southside, we nuh beg pardon
Know say mi badder dan the all ah dem (All ah dem)
And the boy try run for the key den (Nah)
Bars and guns, that's more than a million (Yes)
Bun dem out like the blunt and mi feelin' dem (Mad)
I'm not feelin' dem
Pon the pavilion
[?] from the Gaza, mi killing 'em
[?] Eminem, me nah billin' dem
Load up me 16 and I'm buryin'
[Chorus: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
[Verse 4: Jammer]
Pull up in the set and start steppin' on man
Man try pull out their weapon on man
I might draw for the Nike Air Max, start creppin' on man
Give the MC hell, that's heaven on ban
Dem MCs can't level on gang
When I'm on the whip, I got seven on man
Some MCs don't get on with Jam
But I never been part of the get-along gang
More time I roll on the roads with Jah
But it's like they wanna see the devil in man
I'm on time, I roll and I roll with a sicko
And you don't wanna see me with the meckle on man
Turn the dot, man might turn Ethyl on man
Turn the Ps, now I might turn special on man
For the war, man might go seshin' on man
Can't manage man like Boy Better Know Jam
[Outro: God's Gift]
So wi ago step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
Cah we can step pon dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Wamp fi dem boy dere?)
Ah [?] dem
Step pon them, wi ago step pon dem
(Lewi B)