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)-