 Doing something where they can't comprehend Getting the blessing again and again See, but my men are just up with them Smoking the kush and the sour again The high grade, you know I'm in a blend Coming in straight, you know I'm in a bend Man, I rasta straight to the end Truth and rights, I come for defend They come from around town with tongue I withstand Give me the paper, give me the pen Give me the power to step up on them This is like a lunge, you got to tell it to them Just start, I tell it to them