Give me the fire, I want to light it
Marijuana burning my head
Put your joint in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again

Rhythm, give me your rhythm
When we're above the rhythm, inside again
Raise the glass in the air for the combo that's not here today
Is this Europe or Jamaica?
I'll make you feel free
(On the rhythm again)
Again

Grown up with all the Bantons
Until I'm better than them
And above the stage, I cut it
Like Eek a Mouse, what do they do
Like Supercat, ribidibibubadem
I turn it like this, my slang
Soundboy, pass the tushung peng
(Pass it over)
Bam bam bilibilibam bam
We are the evening also with all the fans
To which we are all Big Man
Boomdabash Puppa Albo big man

Give me the fire, I want to light it
Marijuana burning my head
Put your joint in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again
Give me the fire, I want to light it
Reggae music burning again
Put your gun in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again

Big them up, beat them in their face
Because they are ready to run the race
See them running and badman chasing
See them hiding but Jah sees the trace
Fire from the speakers
Dance in my brand new sneakers
Mama's pocket full of paper
Give thanks to Jesus
Big up every gangster, every thug and every hustler
Step up in the club, every girl calls us pussy murderer
Respect the music from the foundation
Because it's a lesson for the youths and all the generation
We run the rhythm, we are going to sail again
Who Jah bless no man can curse them to know that again, boy
We won't cry to get some food again
Say we won't go to jail again (oh no)

Give me the fire, I want to light it
Marijuana burning my head
Put your joint in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again
Give me the fire, I want to light it
Reggae music burning again
Put your gun in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again

Yo, yo
Woii-oii, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, whoa
Pull, pull
Pull it up again
When that tune plays they have to
Pull it up again
We don't follow fashion
Fashion follows Shengen
We create the thing
So we don't have to set any trend
Watch me let off the dog from this leash
Links them thick like my chain, chaparita
Chain to the rhythm like Katy and Skippa
Mafia thing straight like Three Six and Flippa

Give me the fire, I want to light it
Marijuana burning my head
Put your joint in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again
Give me the fire, I want to light it
Reggae music burning again
Put your gun in the air
Every club we go to, we light it
Running on the rhythm again
On the rhythm again

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