[Intro] -A lot of people thinking that we live in huts! -Ignorance is exactly where that theory trickled from, -But sers charge, I ain't trippin' bruh... -Down to earth but once in a while I live it up! [Bridge] Ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooooooh Na-na-na-na-na (x2) [Verse #1] -I'm on a white rooftop watching all these planes fly by me, -Unbelieveable dreams to reach, double dog dare to try and stop me, -CCV, I know you got me, DIE, I know you got me! -Keep my pinkies high (to the sky); ‘cause hope that soon that's where you'll find me, -Probably vibing, to music proving everybody, -Right if you saw greatness inside me, wrong if you ever doubt me -Elevated, they hella hatin', I'm ever waiting -On niggas who claim they're stellar but never clever or better, yet they celebrating? -While they wasting time, we knocking ‘em down to Satan's, -Level, ‘cause we boiling underground, tired of staying stationed, -Acting complex, but yo raps been basic, -No complaining I'll backhand their asses back to basics, -But they complacent with gravitational pull; -They fools, never gave reality retaliation, -I'm chasing, my dreams and aspirations, -No matter how unlikely, I need emancipation, -I'm just slaying, with these words that I'm just saying. -Don't need artillery, y'all ain't killin' me, rapid fire, I'm AK-ing, -Leave you self-proposed Cassius bastards Clay Aiken/aching, -’Cause most of y'all flapping your gums too much, but y'all ain't sayin'... -Absolutely nothing, bottle of Absolut, with my "coupe d'etat" and then we coming, -For your spot, polkadot, why you running, -Your mouth, but keep quiet when we function? -Your bars got no backbone, so stop frontin'. -You ain't going awol, we do not see you; no Adolf, -I don't hate y'all, but don't quit your day job! -Somebody gotta be Ray J, in order for me to go Ye far, -So for your wack shit, I sincerely thank y'all! [Hook] -‘Cause this is for you, and this is for your crew, -Inviting you on this roof, now what you gonna choose? -‘Cause this for you, and this is for your crew, -Inviting you on this roof, now what you gonna choose? -’Cause this for you, and this is for your crew, -Inviting you on this roof, now what you gon' choose… -To do, ya fool? -Ch-choose to do, ya fool? -Ch-choose... [Verse #2] -They talk about my island not having talent, -I'm living proof why that theory should be banished -We had radio stations been on lock! -I got the Power, they like my Vibe, I make Magic, and I'm been this Hott! -So of you ain't got us in your MIX? 106 will! -Rockin' crowds on stage cause my page stained with pen spill! -Home body, tryna body my home. -Write so much, almost proud of my wrongs, bellybutton; outie, I'm gone... (Peace!) [Bridge] [Outro] I just wanna know, hey, Now baby are you down to roll? I just wanna know Are you down to roll? Are you down to roll?

[Hook] We rollin', we rollin', we rollin' and... Floatin' in oceans of potions and... (x4) [Verse #1] -This that riding 'round on that Nuovo shit, -Sipping pink in this bottle, but it's not Nuovo shit! Flow on two whole bricks. But you know this! -Musto jackets for the winter, Henry Lloyd when it's too cold, shit! -Nothing's up so double up in my cup like 2,4,6, -8,10,12, raising hell, but we God's children, getting twisted, -Off of spinach, off of liquids, off of living, off of sinning... -Go off on writtens, all for the images of all us winning, -This ain't L.F. Wade International, so why you over here tripping? -Coolin' in my cabana, keep it one Honda/hunna, no no no no Civic! -When you get them digits, is when you gon' dip in vixens -When you earn up, they wanna turn up, but I'd rather them turn up missing. -And she know I sing a little bit, but I'mma be on my lyricist... tip. -I know that life's been precious, but it never stopped me from killing shit. -Incapacitate a rapper's fate, these bastards wait, pulling half your weight -Expect to get a fanbase but all you have is bass, but that's okay. -The dastardly, dapper kid tellin' y'all Anne Hathaways to act away. -Cool, know that I'm the whole package, mate, and you could never really half, okay? [Bridge] -Ride around North Shore, same old story, -Ride around Middle Road, same old story, -Ride around South Shore, same old story, -But I'm dreaming and kweebin', hoping my 4 seasons arrive shortly and never think of leaving as we... [Hook] [Verse #2] -Funny how we spring into summer and fall into winter -They all want summa yo' lifestyle soon as you ballin' as a winner. -On my Premier politics steady plotting with a pen -How I can supply my own highs, when everybody seems to want a demand. -I think of myself highly because Selassie was the man. -Falling even to a Godly party, spitting malarkey and it's yo jam! -Like peanut butter sand... wiches, on these pinkish colored sand, with chicks, -Ready and able to reenact fables, head spinning like DJ Keem's turntables. -And I'm not a rapper, don't gimme labels, vision in the brand like local cable. -Can't keep drinking out the Government's ladle... and the BDA Police must be thinking they made you, wow... -Everybody break the law when 25k is the speed limit, -Give a homie 3 tickets, nah stress, take the drama out, still pullin' nips 'round the roundabout, to yo mama house! [Hook] [Bridge]

[Verse #1] -In dire need of a getaway, but I'm really too broke to catch a plane -So I better cross off tryna jet away, and think of a better way to have fun anyway. -I could use all this money that I set away and book me a room like yesterday! -I done learned a lot and word to Pac, I'm just steady lookin' for the better days! -All a homie need is his boat shoes, pro tools black rum and a five pack gum. -Don't act dumb! If you don't bring Ginger Beer, there's a chance you might get slapped, dun! -How you gonna front, when you know this kid? -Do I really need to write yo' ass a grocery list? Okay! -Few sips of the Cockspur just to help me prosper, -Sips of Moscato, take a trip cosmos -Gimme jello shots, ‘cause they're WELL bah! -And add some Gosling's Gold to the combo, pronto. -Just when I thought my life was rotting away, -Remember everything has beauty; look at Guantanamo Bay -So I've decided I'mma drown my problems today, -And while I'm smiling away, I hear the bartender say... [Bridge #1] -Good afternoon, now what would you like today? -I'll have Mimosas, just forget the OJ -No problem mister I'll bring it right away! -Keep the change! [Hook] -Any problems, I'mma drink em away, -And I promise I'mma forget this day... -Any problems, I'mma drink em away, -And I promise I'mma forget this day... -Security be all hatin'; damn! We just tryna get wasted, damn! -How the hell you gonna blame us when it's protocol in our nation, man!? -Passed down from generation to generation, maaan!? -405 years of celeb…RATION! [Verse #2] -Dark and Stormy on a sunny day, you better put your fruit punch away, -Unless it's spiked, then, I won't like it, maybe you should sip from this jug today! -A lil' bit a Swizzle and some vodka soaked with Skittles, -Makes me feel full hot; enough to sizzle, for rizzle! -Show up empty handed; wayadumb or something? -You better get a cup or mug and fill it rum or something. -See, in Bermuda, we don't have no fancy IHOPs -But the drinking age is 18, so why not? (why not?) -Come and visit, so you can get dumb lifted, -’Cause we all know by now Bermudians love drinking... alot! -'Til the day's over... then go back work with a hangover, -Come back still with a liquor stain on ya, we don't care, cause the waitress came over… (And said…) [Bridge #2] -Now, good evening, what would you like tonight? -I'll take a cran and vodka without the ice. -Don't forget gratuities will increase the price. -That's alright! That's alright? [Hook] [‘Paradise in Poison’ by Matthew Johnston] When the seas get dark and stormy Some of us like to anchor at the bottom of bottles Trying to find a Swizzle of a lifeline to pull us from dark places before we drown We find paradise in poison We let shots be the vaccine to vacate memories As I hopscotch through doors/Dewar’s of poured euphoria Holding hands with my demons and hope they stop screaming with each sin I sip Because the devil has been slipping me tickets on night trains And convincing me that I can escape pain with this medicine So tonight I’ll let gin be my tonic As thoughts morph to Gombeys and I can’t think straight But we still sip the liquor quicker Bound to be buried in beer bottles and Chivas and don’t give a damn We’ll just act up and pour more black Cuz we won’t tap out til the black’s out and we black out Not remembering those who raced with death and decked out So maybe I’ll pour a glass of my pride on the rocks Then watch me tiptoe over shattered shot glasses And work on avoiding the daunting coffins ‘Cause I love getting tapped, But it’s gonna be the death of me...

[Verse #1] -Drunk stumbling, what a trip, life's not such a bitch! -Running amok my nig, fuck yo' clique, yeah we runnin' shit! -Ace girl begging me to buy me Ice Queen at 2 am? -Why you gotta ask me, hoe? Just go do it then! [Hook] -Bie, fack I'm tapped, bie fack I'm chipped -Bie, fack I'm tapped, bie fack I'm chipped -Bie, fack I'm tapped, bie fack I'm chipped -Bie, fack I'm tapped, bermp bermp bermp bermp bermp, we hittin' licks, go! [Verse #2] -Charged like batteries, can't feel my anatomy, -Real ass nigga no fishing doe, is you catching me? -Sers charge, my bredrin ‘cause I'm #SposeTo -I'm smashed, told her have that sushi when I roll shru! [Hook] [Verse #3] -Gettin' faded, with a bunch of dimes, and you nickel-plated, -Life is what you make it, word to Nas it's so simple ain't it? -I hate being low so I grab my highs 'til the afterlife -Puffin' on a, wait... brah.. what comes after ‘I’? [Hook] [Verse #4] -Yes bruh, bless up to de chest up, smoke out til you gotta next lung, -Baby girl, drink some and think none, ping pong make your eyes squint, go ching chong! -How we outchea turnin' up on a Tuesday, -Plus, everybody gone Europe, not just UK/you ‘kay? [Hook] [Bridge] -Said I really, really, really, really, really, really love Ginger Beer -Said I really, really, really, really, really, really love Black Rum (mah some!) -Mix ‘em both together Dark and Stormy weather, even when it's clear out. -I just wanna drank what the fuck you thank? Bitch I'm smashed dun! (Fack, dun!) [Verse #5] -Everybody gone Cairo, everybody gone Dockies, -Everybody gone Beach, I'm just high with nobody -Cause I ain’t even social, don't expect me to approach you, -If your name is not money or progression, then I don’t even know you! [Hook] [Skit] [Verse #6] -Can you see the light? Guess not, well that's apartheid -Welcome to dark side, I ain't talkin' Park Side! -Always certain roads you should never park bikes, -Probably gank ya trans if you blink, homie one time! -Fun times over, now you're drunk, paranoid too! -Probably asked ya boy "Dun, what's fackin' noise...?” “YOU!" -Now you grab your Nolan, on way to your V80, -Mama told you already, that you “better not bleddy, -Well, ride smashed”, never fuck with speed, might just hit a bump. -If your ride’s sweet, then somebody probably give you lumps. -Bredrins turn evil as Knievel if a nigga stunt. -Give a sneak preview of your chrome, get a nigga jumped. -Dahn Crawl, Ord Road, Killa Hill, shit is real, -East Side, 42, you could get your thinker peeled. -Ain't nowhere to run, on these 21 miles, now, -Where everybody wilds out, for overpriced parts now, -Yeen’k heard? Listen here, they don't care tourists, locals, -They roast you on roads fool! Don't say I never told you, -Yeah, I know, BDOT, never wanted you to know the truth, -Not everything's about golfing, tea and all them biscuits, fool! -Finna move in on the target, pray it isn't you! -Visor down, all black bodies in your rear view! -Not every day's sunny, I mean, look at how we build a roof, -That's why local rappers like me get up in the booth, -Like we gettin' in the cooch, this right here's a interview. -Just timed perfectly to wake you if you finna snooze! -Just know it's more than your bike that de kid can lose. -Toss the coin right in your hand you ca' flippin' choose... -Keep your eyes peeled on that orange whip you feel me? -Hunting for the money, and they feel that life is still cheap. -Think about that before you click in first gear, b! -Think about that before you click in first gear, b… (Fack!) [Outro]

[Intro- Esjay] No escape from the drugs Injected in rotten veins Chained to the floor Not sure how I got here; Lost in the labyrinths of the mind A feats climb from its mother’s womb And hands me her heart Still beating, leaking Of love and lost memories Tears leak from its cavities And then it grows wings Chews the cord And screams “Finally free!” And then I saw a million of me And each one of them speak You can see the Demons in the details If for retail Shelves filled with Organs preserved In formaldehyde Smell it…….. From the hallway To the gargoyles Taste the metal On my skin Rashes The pain digging in And my head can't stop spinning Dr. Jekyll I’m Mr. Hyde Silhouettes ,black umbrella Under blood moons Where werewolves cry... [Verse- Haz] -Indigo child so check the blue prince for the blueprints, -Don't assume shit, this baking powder power, not flour from my tulips. -I'm a nomad pro 'no meds' but I'm too sick. -Vomit comets leaving droppings on par with astronomic topics. -Drink across rivers of Chivas, with an iron liver. -Without being a nigga of society I figure. -Mr. Christ even approves of my vivid plight. -So I don't need his faulty followers to think I'm right. -What another human thinks of me is not my mission, g. -I don't promote symmetry with those who grow bigotry. -I like a little tree, but I don't need bonsai for my top eye. -Throw archery at hierarchies 'til I'm on the top side. -I ride beats so Mach 5, -Even if they gimme 50 (k)nots still I dive, -We wrap lives, dead to where all rap lies. -Go ahead, showboating, thinking you can't get capsized -Swimmin' in my waters, bitch you know I'm what's Kraken -My tentacles forever float with passion, yeah! -Less concerned with who you fools WhatsApping -All I see is my grocery list in the Devil's Isles that I bask in. -She told me "Haz you been the ship" -And me reckon your Deliverance gon' bring forth more of these pilgrimages!" -Admit it kid, my vessel's the stencil for your next flow. -It's the age of Aquarius, better check how to best float... -A life jacket's what you should invest in you best know. -What I pen's cold, in a place where we don't get snow. -I'm the nova minus scotia for November to pretenders -You weak niggas in the past with your Sept. quotes. -You will get submerged with one verse. -So if you ain't Chuck Taylor shoes, then don't converse. -How you ain't finish lining a track saying you come first? -My syndicate spitting shit, enough to flood Earth, -So cop yourself an arc, bredrin, -Or you won't get far bredrin! -Thinkin' you King Caesar with the bars, bredrin? -We bring the Ides of March, and there's no second guessing that the... [Hook] (x2) -Flow insane, MAWI can't contain, -Flow insane, MAWI can't contain, -Flow insane, MAWI can't contain, -We going against the grain! [Outro] -Flow insane ma, we can't contain it, -Tell your man he's basic, that lame should face it.=! -And most of these rap squads ain't shit, -But we're de strange kids bout to make Bermuda's rap game shift...

[Hook] -On a island, sippin' Bombay. -White chucks, that's wassup; call us Gombeys! -At night we party and do it all day, -Ay what you thank, bussin' skanks! Call us Gombeys! -Gombeys, yeah they call us Gombeys. -Gombeys, yeah they call us Gombeys. -Gombeys, yeah they call us Gombeys. -Gombeys, yeah they call us Gombeys. [Verse #1] -Skank da-da-dank-dank-dank to the beat, white bobos touch down on Front street, -I never face defeat! Got a problem with we? Quit wilding my G, -O-M-B-E-Y, and you'll see why, -I got something for you punks, something make a bredrin jump, on that potato snare drum -Something your stereo bump! Sounds so venereal, huh? Ten steps ahead of these niggas, -Doing my Gombey dance! stuck up in this trance, hit the stance, -Bottle of Black in the other hand, left hand fulla bows, to throw, -At politicians from coast to coast, and oh, If you ain't notice, hoe... -Middle finger to the Government, we the new Premiers over here, -This island was ours in the first place, so why the fuck we live in fear? -Rebels with causes, just tryna be free -Y'all think you living in freedom? Well I'm dying to be! [Hook] [Verse #2] -Now gon' bring the mask out, -Don't need fluorescent fabric just to stand out. -Got your bitch whipped, go and axe her. -But if she wanna be my wife I would never give her a pass, word! -That's absurd hit her like the bass drum; faster, -Only want the punani, if not we go Casper. -Word up, now we sipping from colored cups to get turnt up -We gon scream louder if you ain't heard us! [Bridge] -Ayo, if you gettin' that bankroll, -And you rollin' that dank up, and you sippin’ that drank though! -We just wanna get full hot; but we stay ice tray cold. -We just wanna get full hot, hope you got that fuego! -Ayo! [x8] [Verse #3] -Live free at any place though! Somerset to St. Geo. -But ayo... been had bars; West Gate, though, y'all just need to take notes -While you take tokes, of the PLP green, run shit like OBA though! -Act like you ain't know. Act like you ain't vote! -Gonna hate though, doin' everything you lames don't! -Eating good, get that Art Mels before it's too late yo! -Too many critics, not enough credentials, nigga just lay low -You ain't even on my rank though, so don't say so, case closed -Put our wrist to neck and then we step in full effect! -Use that same hand to put 2 fingers up then we say “check”... [Hook]

[Verse #1] -She know I go wild on the beat, don't do no twerking, just wine to the beat, -I'm from an island of wilding indeed; they call it the Devil's Isles, that's deep! -In the Atlantic, come find it and keep a piece of property right by the sea, -Nothing more heavily righteous to see; surrounded by aqua and mad Cedar trees. -Gimme that codfish and potatoes, you so saucy, no tomato, -Make a Gombey wanna scream out "AYO!", got her whipped that's Yayo Django. -Love's not a drug it's a hazy vape though… I should know I've spent my days gone. -Buzzin' lightyears all away from, reality like it's vacation... [Hook] -She tastes like Jamaican mangos, feelin' sure that this my main goal -Love her down and get this bankroll, love her down and get this bankroll -Her soul shines a different way though, feelin' sure that this my main goal -Love her down and get this bankroll, love her down and get this bankroll [Bridge] -Uh oh, uh, oh, uh oh -Uh oh, uh, oh, uh oh -Uh oh, uh, oh, uh oh -Whoa-oh [Verse #2] -How is something simple yet so complicated? -I'm debating, I'm so anxious, locked in basements, concentrated. -Father Clock don't stop its tock, grind to make it, time's a wastin' -And if I'm not gaining, then there is no conversation. -Contemplating, how my plate is, gonna look for farther placement... -Future tense, my mind is racing; deal or no deal, still I'm amazing. -And shout out to Blazian… Kidd for the DJ confirmation. -She been out grinding and scratching and playing, while I influence with raps that I'm saying. -That's why your girl factually infatuated, what's the difference between nude and then naked? -I wanna see her bend backwards and singing ‘Forbidden Fruit’, while I drink all her... -That's why your girl infatuated, what's the difference between nude and then naked? -I wanna see her bend backwards singing ‘Forbidden Fruit’, while I drink all her rain and... [Hook] [Outro] -I don't hate you, -But I don't like you. -I don't love you, -But I'd like to, -I love you, -But I don't like you -I don't hate you, -But I'd like to. [Outro] [BREDRINS/ACEGIRLS INTERLUDE] -My yard we just flexin' -Gettin' lifted, nuh stressin' -You couldn't have said it better -My motha lovin' bredrin', whoa-ooh -You live just round the way, girl, -You know where I stay, girl! -You need somewhere to lay girl, -(Hit me up) my motha lovin' ace girl, whoa-ooh... -My yard we just flexin' -Gettin' lifted, nuh stressin' -You couldn't have said it better -My motha lovin' bredrin', whoa-ooh -You live just round the way, girl, -You know where I stay, girl! -You need somewhere to lay girl, -(Hit me up) my motha lovin' ace girl, whoa-ooh… -My yard we just flexin' -Gettin' lifted, nuh stressin' -You couldn't have said it better -My motha lovin' bredrin', whoa-ooh -My motha lovin', my motha lovin', my motha lovin' (bredrin/ace girl)...

[Verse #1- Haz] -I Killa Squad with my Hype Energy, I told you 110 weeks ago. -Now I get separate bill from Belco's CEO. -They mad they can't enlighten Bermuda how I can. -Kick it like bikes on side stand, I'm leaning, -These rappers Straight Talk, no Carla Zuill appearance. -And I hope the foolish hear this, -And say "damn jah boy goes HAM, no Jewish in him!" -Not interested in most religions, I've seen truer denim. -When it comes to your top local rapper 5, -You know I'm in dea/India, between China and Pakistan -Don dada shotta mon, rock this rock I'm on! -Kept you waiting like pink and blue transportation at the crack of dawn! -Danger ‘pon danger, ‘pon danger, ‘pon danger -Ain't going nowhere; I'm the staging by Rangers. -And I ain't even famous on that Amos level, -But it's time to talk my shit and act the anus. -I bet you the type to rap for no charge -Cause Digicel or CellOne couldn't cell your bars... -So it's gotta be M3/me wireless/why you're less than top tier, -Got some Upper Crust, my delivery is Four Star! -Before you bash, you gotta build; mortar -And brick by brick, that's a metaphor for bars. -My lyrical 44 better than keeping your sword sharp. -Only a few gats on island, so did I take that too far? [Verse #2- Marvo] -When Marv flowing, it's part song, it's part poem -My blood pumping, my heart going; it's art -So you shouldn't even be afraid of the words that are spoken -Just closely listen with your ears, and your heart open (Yah!) -But you gotta understand something -It's real talk when Marv quoting, I'm not joking -Eat at the table of truth, some probably start choking -It's a shame how lost some of them really are though, but -Some of them heart broken, they stay in the dark hoping -But know that progression is part notion and part motion -The boat floating but you ain't going too far -Ocean is large; the wind ain't start blowing? You start rowing! -Too much to see on this planet for repetition -But some too busy living insanity's definition -If you do the same things how can it be any different -Sometimes you gotta change your mentality to the mission! Marv! [Verse #3- TY] -Island of bermy where we are, let me spit them Bermy bars , -Small streets and small cars, still rip the track, -Punchlines hit harder than a cricket bat -We was playin' for the cup, but I missed the match! -Man I was off the rock like an ex-addict -DJ want me perform in Memphis, I'm like, "Let's get it!" -Woke up late missed the flight gotta take it as a loss, -Hotel beds were so soft, should've got a wake up call! -They was like "TY how you do dat there?" -Bermy need every opportunity; you knew that there!" -Had a show and didn't show up, man I wish I would've woke up .. -Bermy holiday was over when I flew back there! -Islanders feel the flow from Snorkel to Gombeys -I know I'mma put Bermy on the map like one day -"TY fire, he one of the hottest!" what some say -Eat any track you serve him like codfish on Sundays -Bermy rappers ain't seeing me; Nolan-tinted visor -The waviest is my team and who else in the cypher! -No ferry, I keep it sailin' like a gold dollar! -I know ballas, local hustlers and them local shottas, -You don't ball you dunk less (Dunkley's), no Dairy -You don't get in your chick is virgin; no Mary -Me and your missus, and I know dat vision so scary -I break her cherry after I take her to Yo Cherry, -Fly Society, Smoke Gang, Flight Kru, -Float in the sky like them Good Friday kites do, -So Haz; pick the winner, make the right move, -Me and Tundra Bros. go harder than ice cubes! [Verse #4- J Tucka] -Who don't get excited when they hear the gombeys coming? -Dancing through your neighborhood where everybody is your cousin! -As it seems you need a whole lot of green to keep you buzzing, -For a gram of good weed you best be pulling out a hundred! -I'm a Bermy bie and no one can take that from me, -I like smoking weed, pulling things and making money, -And by pulling things I mean getting girls cause they love me, -Stuck in the same rat race everyone is running! -Don't let them catch you slipping and by slipping I mean jogging, -Cause niggas they be trippin', bugging acting like they thuggin'! -People always watching so I tend to turn a blind eye, -Saying "fuck it" to the gossip 'cause I spend my time wise -Whether fishing off the rocks, swimming off a dock -Chilling on the block, drinking taking shots, tryna live it up, -I be ignoring all the ignorance, -Ignorance is bliss but it doesn't make you innocent! -Paradise is nice but that's not quite what we are living in, -Unless you are a one-percenter divvying your dividends -By the millions... a forty year mortgage on a million dollar house? -They're the ones who really win! -But I love my country and I love it to the fullest/ -Whether niggas bussin' levels or they choose to bust a bullet/ -Through the progress and the BS, my passion keeps me vocal/ -From Africa to US I'm repping/rapping Staying Local!

[Verse #1- Haz] -Super villain with a parrot on my shoulder bitch, I'm Jafar. -Love you all, next-gen Johnny Barnes; bitch I'm a star, -And this route? I plan it/planet out, while you ran your mouth, -I'm grabbing mics, spazzing out, panning out bring the cameras out, -Juan Ovakind! Style on 1609, competition can't keep it a hunnid, -Over here we stay kweebin' and blunted, while you niggas is posing and stunting, -I'm hurricane Fabian, y'all lookin' like Leslie! -Yo breh breh, I done paid dues and passed the course, so don't test me! -Got that Dr. E. Gordon flow, I'm cordial, historical, -I wouldn't be surprised if these local jokers stole my quotes! -Screamin' out “Oh Ley Bowsh”, 'til I'm a floating ghost, -Or I'm faded off that Dirty Ginger Beer til a comatose and... -Buck Buck Buck; that's 3 Burrows for the competition, -Nigga y'all ain't killin', hold up, y'all ain't winnin' so then why you fibbin'? Nigga I ain't finished, -Nigga y'all ain't listenin'! Gimme Dark and Stormy with a tiny lemon, and I might be tippin' -And I might be tippin'… with my cheap ass... [Hook 1] -Somerset, wayasayin doe? -Southampton wayasayin doe -Warwick wayasayin doe? -Paget, wayasayin doe? -Pembroke, Devonshire, Smiths Parish, wayasayin' doe? -Hamilton, wayasayin doe? -St Geo, wayasayin doe? [Hook 2] -9 parishes, we never perishing -9 parishes, we never perishing -9 parishes, we never perishing -They don't know! Tell em then! -They don't know! Tell em then! [Verse #2- Eminence] -Ok how do I start this? I'm turning this beat to a carcass; I'm willing out! -See them boys on their scooters they rolling with shooters you better be riding out -Waiting for the high tide, leave you looking tye-dye, sunburn two tone, -I ain't even worried bout a time zone, living in another world got me feeling space bound -Moonwalk to L.F. Wade, I say "Ello Govna" to Michael Dunkley, -Eloquent ignorance false accusations, wait a minute! -I'm losing my patience, I thought they would change it, they set in their ways and they taking vacation, -You saying you made it I'm takin' that statement to Tynes Bay, listen to what I say! -21 square the square root of paradise; Everyone's a mathematician -Adding to the complications why you hating? -I'm on the rocks but I'm hot like summer in California -Legends never perish, 9 parishes; we should've warned ya! [Hook 1&2] [Verse #3- Haz] -I'm feelin' like the next Premier, I been on the top; that's straight chandelier. -Shots on me, no bandolier, sike, you ain't gettin' shit unless you band member tier! -Rollin' with the DIE, you know we cooler than you niggas times 3 -Say we shining but we blinding, real bredrin section's where you find me. -I done reserved the spot; if you watching us you could Learn a Lot. -Call me Irvin Mervin Nutty, your girl been servin' Snowy's, blame it on the charm, it must be, cause baby turnin' slutty! -Or maybe cause she love me, heard I'm a Ninja so she want the Cutty! -Bermuda Wu Tang, can't fuck with the team, bout to blow up; HWP! -Got my bae up in/upping Bailey's, and my bitch down West, -Got my St. Geo... OH... bout to put her to the test, -Got my Southampton and my Hamilton Princess, -And my chick down Harbor Road? Love her curves til' the death! -She follow that protocol, gimme straight face no emoticon, been told the broads; -Lights is off, clothes is off, oh my Jah she showin' off, -Wonder who she blowin' off just to blow the don...? And this might be her favorite local song, -And I know it's wrong… actually I don't know at all... [Hook 1 &2] x2 [Hook 2] [Outro]

[Hook] -Ohhh, Tamika, Jahkiya, ooooh, I wanna see ya, -Right after I pour this drink up and maybe even chief up... -Let's get right, and live it up tonight! -‘Cause we never promised tomorrow, whoa, -’Cause we never promised tomorrow, whoa, -Ohhh, Samara, Tiera, slide in my Camaro... -You've never lived life so careless, what you gotta be scared of? -Let's get right… -And live it up tonight! -And live it up tonight! -’Cause we never promised tomorrow, whoa, -’Cause we never promised tomorrow, whoa, -’Cause we never... [Bridge] -North Shore, Middle Road, South Shore, baby, where you wanna go? -North Shore, Middle Road,South Shore, baby, where we finna go? -North Shore, Middle Road, South Shore, baby, where we finna go? -North Shore, Middle Road, South Shore, baby, where you wanna go? [Shine Hayward on sax until fade]

[Verse #1- Rosie Maé] -You help me out when I'm feeling down -You draw me out when I'm in the crowd -Inaudible though I hear your sound -It's you, it's always you, it's you -Whenever I'm grounded I breathe your clouds -You calm the air with your subtle loud Oohhhh -Its always you. It's you, it’s you, it's always you [Bridge] (x2) Breathe it in, breathe it out, How many recent sins can you count? I got plenty... [Verse #2- Haz] -O of blue dream, no no no Lucy, -Don't need no girl scout but I want your cookie. -Special queen that I give light to in the darkness -Flying on blue velvet carpets. -That bubblegum smile is addictive, -And I'll do anything just to get it, (Aye aye!) -Your strawberry loving often, got a brother coughing -Exhausted until the coffin, [Hook] (x2) -I said the clouds, no need to calm them down, -At least just not right now. -At least just not right now. [Bridge] (x2) [Verse #3- Haz] -Coldest fella in this bipolar weather, -And your temperature's high so let's mix our souls together. -Or just spirits and liquor, experience the little dipper -Floatin' on Instagram, I hope you get the picture. -You feeling blue? Let's get environmental and go green -I'm a pro no meth or zine, but we gon' lean. -So clean so she chose me, to keep her soul eased. -Tell them biscuits to skip it, ‘cause I don't need no tea. -She chill enough to meet the brodis -And she know the flow's subtropical, that's so heat (oh geesh!) -The world's an itch so her skin's thick but damn it's soft -Take them oxycontin panties off and we blasting off... [Hook] [Bridge] [Hook #2] (x4) -Rolling strong, rolling strong -That's how I stay rolling on, rolling on, rolling on...

[Intro] -30 mother-fuckin' million years ago, there was one day Mother Nature's tears would flow... -Repeatedly and make a series of holes and create something more valuable than cities of gold, -As time went on, certain sediments would hold, together, molecular scriptures would mold, -Over time came Crystal Caves, wanna get a taste? Here we go, here we go, oh! [Hook #1] (x4) -Even when you're down, there's one place that you can go 'round, [Verse #1] -Two young kids played cricket across the way, in an area where mama deemed safe, -Back then kids didn't have a lot of say, back then everybody had a lotta way! -Juh boi hit a 6, hit or miss, hit a lick, come to find he he would meet one day -A surreal surrounding and he found it; a place so wicked, I should scream "HOSAY!" -Bie fack dun, bie fack dun, who would've thought of that dun? -Bet you ace boy didn't think he'd find a lot more behind a lost tennis ball, eyes peeled back dun! -Seen pure cold hard facts, living in the cracks, a hell of a main attraction -Helped in a way to put de good ol' Rock on de map dun! Gotta rate that! [Bridge] -And even in you those times you feel alone, feel alone, feel alone, feel alone, -I'm sure we all got somebody to keep afloat, keep afloat, keep afloat, keep afloat -If you live a lie, I hope inside you find your truth, find your truth, find your truth, find your truth, -Water so deep that you may get lost in the blue, (in the blue, in the blue, in the blue) [Hook #1] (x4) [Hook #2] -Ain't nothing better than these Crystal Caves! -Ain't nothing better than these Crystal Caves! [Verse #2] -Anywhere you wanna go, from Somerset to St. Geo -You wanna take Middle Road? Or ride along North or South Shore? -Let's go! I can be your four eyed tour guide; show you that Bermuda is a sight for sore eyes, -Follow the shore line, you'll know, there's no such thing as coasting too slow... -When you gotta gorgeous view to ride by, while we on our way to see Blue Hole -No skylines but I find it funny that you wanna gather money to make this your new home... -You ain't taking no taxi; that shit is expensive! Just hop on the back of my Nuovo (SX)! -And you can sip a little Nuvo or whatever you like, I'm forgetting the price. -You ain't used to this fresh and clean air, but I ain't outcasting ya, -Relax out on a beach chair and drink Swizzle til' you've had enough, -Baby girl we can get hella faded with a young Sarah Palin and we parasailing, -We kicked it before ever I made it and in honor to that, celebrate it and take... thissss! -Never leave her vacant on vacation, no! -Warm weather but we still blazing o’s, no matter the occasion, though... -You leavin' on a Thursday, so, tell me what you waiting for? -Said you wanna see the best of the best and I thought Crystal Caves was dope! [Hook #2] [Hook #1] (x4) [Outro] -Romans got the Coliseum, egypt got the… Catacombs of Kom el Shoqafa -But what does Bermuda have to honor? No, really, what do we have of ours? [JUNIPERUS] [Hook] (x9) Why must we chop down our cedar trees?

"You are now listening to Staying Local" [Intro] -They steady hatin' cause we live where they vacation -They steady hatin' cause we live where they vacation -They steady hatin' cause we live where they vacation -They steady hatin' cause we live where they vacation [Verse #1] -Viva la vida loca, young male version of P Oprah -You can tell by first glance that I'm fly, porque la ropa -As far as that goes, check my zapatos, -No tengo mucho dinero, I never won a lotto -Do grande things, get odio from the vatos -Plus your chick find my whole effin' clique muy guapo -Clicquot in my hand got me feelin' I'm the man -And the sea of senoritas I'm swimmin' in's equivalent... -To the dolares in my vaqueros I be diggin' in... -But listen man... -Tell that girl don't come solo so she brings a friend, -Show her how the life of her favorito artisto is.. -And she can bring a friend, and she can bring a friend, y mas amigas, then... -The whole cycle really never ends... [Hook] -Young Delgado, Young Delgado -Only thing fat should be the pockets, pronto, -Young Delgado, Young Delgado -Only thing fat should be the pockets, pronto. -Young Delgado, Young Delgado -Only thing fat should be the pockets, pronto. -Young Delgado, young and delgado -Only thing fat should be the... [Verse #2] -Me gustan chicas blancas, -Y tambien chicas negras. -And don't forget the Asian persuasion -And ladies from Espana! -Playing Fifa with your main nina, bro you can't keep her. -You ain't seen her, shawty blaze reefer while she praise Jesus -Y honestamente, I ain't no Saint neither -But that's strictly between me and the gatekeeper! -I mean, what I'm supposed to do when all my role models, -Roll around with boatloads of four doors and cold models? -CCV the honchos with the best on los platos -Got nothing to offer, then baby no hablamos! -Yo soy cansado, so we chillin' down Grotto -Bay, drowning our sorrows with a couple of broads though -Also, trying not to conflict with 5-0 -When life gets muy malo, yo canto this song though! [Hook] [Bridge] -Gettin' pesos 'til we lay low -Pesos 'til we lay low -Whoa-oohhh. -Whoa-oohhh -Gettin' pesos 'til we lay low -Pesos 'til we lay low -Whoa-oohhh. -Whoa-oohhh -Gettin' pesos 'til we lay low -Pesos 'til we lay low -Whoa-oohhh. -Whoa-oohhh -Gettin' pesos 'til we lay low -Pesos 'til we lay low -Whoa-oohhh -But that shouldn't be the main goal! [Outro]

[Hook] -This for the haters that switched on me but I already know you already phony, baby, Go 'head... -Used to claim that you don't know me when you did, now you wanna be homies, baby, Go 'head... -Only phone me when you want me, to fund you, but I'd rather be lonely Go 'head... -Go 'head, go 'head Go 'head -To all my exes that be checkin’ for me, but girl get to steppin', baby, Go 'head -Was never mad for your selection, but I don't go back for no seconds, baby, Go 'head -Want another chance but just forget it, not going down that road you headed, Go 'head -Go 'head, go 'head [Verse] -I see you, you see me, so move on, ‘cause we don't speak -Your script changes every week, claimed I'm lame, but now you weak -Without me? Hmmm... when you doin' good you never shout me. -Subtweet about me, see me in the street, wanna hug, dap or pound me?! -Say you real, but I feel fake people all around me, -24/7, it's a recession; it's astounding -I don't mean just monetary; so be weary; look around b! -Deceiving upon deceiving happens in my whole surroundings -So if you fit to contribute to the issue get from round me! -And denounce me, as an associate, drop me appropriately at the same place that you found me. -Disregard negative opinions on how I'm sounding -’Cause he who is without sin should throw the first stone, then again who's counting? -Oh, and that reminds me, some things are just not my steez, -You can do what you please, but just please don't delegate by me. -’Cause by money, respect and love I'm motivated highly, -Long as it ain't at the expense of somebody, then do it proudly, do it proudly, go ‘head... [Hook]

[Intro by Calix Smith] [Verse #1] -This sound like the next Bermuda riot soundtrack or beyond that -Picket signs saying "FUCK CENSORSHIP" in all caps, -Pitchforks and torches force them to forfeit, -'Bout to turn House of Assembly to a large cemetery, but y'all never weary. -We as the public nor the government, -Bombaclat, lick a shot, let the Craig Cannon-air, -At Dunkley and all his companions, we'll never be scared, -Put a Mark on Bean and his team too, this is warfare! -I am the resurrection of Buck Burrows, no second guessing, -Big Brother's planned to pave you one way; stay left for dead and... -Sistren and bredrin, they want consent but never let them, -Convince you that they're even worth your fretting, so forget them. -They're human beings, pleading and pleasing during elections, -So before you give 'em a check/cheque, it's best you check them. -Does the late Dame Marjorie Bean ever sit back and watch? -And get more disappointed with every tick on the clock? -I remember that foggy night after the day she passed, -And I remember the old head's stories when they raced in packs, -Some of 'em aren't here today because they faced impact; -To honor their lives, let's hope I make this last. -But Heroes' Day's been passed, the villains reign this draft, -The season for feigning for a Hurricane, it's back -For what reason do we even need to watch the storm, look in its eye, post up by John Smith's Bay to stare at danger and laugh? -It's insane, if you ask me like M.A.W.I. patients in fact -Big businesses all around just to rape us with tax, -Behind closed doors, they aren't the same, lift the mask, -We do it all for the Queen, God bless her name, do the math! [Hook] -Rich get rich, poorer get poorer, -So tell me, what's your quota? -Rich get rich, poorer get poorer, -So tell me, what's your quota? [Verse #2] -This sound like the next Bermuda bomb threat or beyond that, -441's terrorist to those who don't know what terror is, -See the error is, they don't care how innovative our era is, -As long as we stay following tradition in these parishes. -Mislead us into attaining attention deficit, -Ignoring ignorant doctrine, no surprise that we deading it, -This generational gap won't progress us to do better and... -Yet it's still our fault yet again and again, -We still talking about this Jetgate scandal? -I think we should light both parties up like birthday candles, -Semi automatics ringing off the back of Sportscitys -Need to be aimed at the right people if you get me, is you with me? -Beautiful isle but some things ain't been packaged too pretty, -But to everybody packing heat, can a bredrin live? -Mark Twain said he'd rather be here than Heaven, and, -He died before the devils of the Isles started to settle in, -And why should I be settling, when I was destined for greater? -Pray these vocals get heard across the equator, I go major, -But is that too much to dream about as a Bermudian artist? -Should I dump this in Tynes Bay to be considered as garbage? -And as for the Bermudian standard, who let you set the bar? Shit! -Let's be brutally honest, none of you really topping <kweeb moment> -Still I love hard for this Bermudaful island -Full of critics with no credentials, I'm still gifted without this pen still, -In a place where it's normal to be silenced, -And there's so much potential but we're at war with each other and... it ain't gonna get us anywhere... <ranting> [Hook] [Verse #3] -I hear people saying Bermuda's sleep to what's true indeed, -But truthfully, between you and me, that's only a lucid dream. -We choose to snore over the fact that Cannonier got the boot -By the same associates that claim to support him through and through, -And if they can do that to him, why would we be their priority? -If we all band against these thieves, how could there be a minority? -We're all different, sure, cause we traveled from different shores, -But the only original islanders were cahows and boars, -So don't bore me with the hate for expats -Easy for a nation divided to be ruled, don't forget that. -I don't understand how a march of peace even would matter, -To the folk who never took Tucker's Point in a peaceful manner. -They so anti people, never think we matter, -You really thought OBA or PLP think we mattered? -We should really go 1977 on em, unleash our bredrins on em. -Use AKs Dunkley allegedly hid, and bring Heaven on them! -Arson and robbery, portray the real unrest upon em! -Fire shots at BDA cops there ain't no tellin' on em! -And we won't stop until we get what we must to survive, -And if you ain't on our side, your life becomes suppertime, -We become warriors starting from the dusk ti- <interruption>