Royalty

Royalty, inna mi bloodline

Dem soldiers yell on these front lines

Don't know why, know why

But demons come

To test us sometimes

In my scheme from longtime

Defeat where you're confined

Royalty, inna mi bloodline

Dem soldiers yell on these front lines

Don't know why, know why

But demons come

To test us sometimes

In my scheme from longtime

Defeat where you're confined

Yeah, me haffi

Big up, yuh

Big up, yuh, big up, yuh

Buy car and land fi yuh

Use bad man for their bread

When the mortgage up

Big up, yuh

Big up, yuh, big up, yuh

Gyal dem a Kingston haffi

Whine dem body

When they hear me on this one

Man, what's cool is

That the shit change

When you use me

For the money and the cars

Yeah the big range

Yeah, it's funny how shit change

Poor shorty wanna young nigga drawers

That shit stains

In a poor house, Biscayne

Now I'm in the coupe with a crib

Niggas Chris Paine

Never can't forget

All the nights it was just pain

Now I'm finna come for the throne

Don't forget, mane

Royalty, inna mi bloodline

Dem soldiers yell on these front lines

Don't know why, know why

But demons come

To test us sometimes

In my scheme from longtime

Defeat where you're confined

Nuff tings a get lock off

Iced out rings nah come off

Clean from me born

Tell a gyal she fi chuck off

We can't stall, we a rise, we a take off

(We make the boys do wha' dem a do)

'Cause the gyal a set trends

Name just a bubble pon the endz

Tic, me a toc pon the sumtin 'til it bend

We no friend badmind

We no 'fraid of dem (We no 'fraid)

Win, we a win 'til the end

Royalty, inna mi bloodline

Dem soldiers yell on these front lines

Don't know why, know why

But demons come

To test us sometimes

In my scheme from longtime

Defeat where you're confined

His Imperial Majesty

Maile Selassie, so we royal

Triple X crew, so we loyal

Big batty, fat pussy, broad gyal

Come here, back it up gyal

Buss a whine, mhm hm

Bend up inna 10 and inna 9, mhm

Miami gyal, Caribbean whine

Yardie say, you a real buddy bruka

Yankie say, you a bad muh fucka

Ky-Mani, who waan fi war?

We can work the army

War like Irani

Man grimy, crimy

Can't style me, parrie

Man Triple X to Tentacion

Pull up on dem endz

Deh like taxi man

Nah spray cologne

We spray hot metal

Cho man!

Real bad man like Sandokan

Real hot gyal badman go pon

Anweh we walk, the street govern

No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan

Versace style, Louis V pattern

We strike the street hard, no FIFA

Plan kick you from Mobay

Halfway Tree you land

We born fi get dough

No need no man

We life a sort

Ask the reader man

We balls a work

We a the breeder and

Nah laugh with it

Badman Riddim

Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon

Real badman, we no haffi have image

Score like scrimmage

Inna any gyal village

Fuck dem wicked

And squeeze out liquid

Sharp shooter like big lip bigot

Haffi live twice fi do things

That they did

TJ, tell dem we're wild and wicked!

Royalty, inna mi bloodline

Dem soldiers yell on these front lines

Don't know why, know why

But demons come

To test us sometimes

In my scheme from longtime

Defeat where you're confined