The Lyricist Vybz Kartel

[Intro]
You nuh see your friend Kartel a run out of lyrics my youth
Youth watch your temperature, you need fi cool down
Vybz kartel a di baddest lyricist
Lyricist fi wha'?
How you mean? Dem man deh lyrically inclined

[Verse 1]
So what dem implying?
Di teacha haffi sing line?
DJ nuh inna him mind?
Cork up yuh nose fi di stink rhyme, a di king time
Mi wicked like St. James and Kingston and St. Catherine crime
Roll out wid di shootas fi kill time
No boxers, Calvin Klein
Nuff bwoy waan get me out fi reach di big time
Mi sleep and wake up and dem still trying
You nuh have nuh patience?!
Mash up yuh clock and try fi kill time
But mi a:
Still The Lyricist, vocabulary physicist
Melody Michelangelo weh paint da graphic images
Get a condom fi yuh ears because da tune yah shot like syphilis
Weh di title? Hey, gimmie this!
Empire is di wickedest!
I'm da baller and the manager
Alex Ferguson and Bibby this
Mi stay in front like Genesis, yes
Who waan fi penny this? Guess!
Mi find di metaphors weh Jay-Z dem and Biggie miss
And chaw dem up like Winter Fresh and spit dem out like Wrigley's
Mi hot, mi touch green grass, make it catch fyah
Some bwoy nuh thugs, mi see through dem like mesh wire
Yes Iyah! Dem license expire
Mi rub dem out like mi Benz tire
Mi meds higher than Angel pon heaven's wire
Burn dem with the hell's fire
Wha' prostitute and virgin have in common? Empire!
Dem waan come inna mi bed fi cool da temper yah
Dem enter yah, dem linger here
Junky gyal, needle and syringe a wear
Christian gyal? Ginger beer
Rasta gyal we injure care