Posh ragga You’re just a blagger Nah! You can’t come close to this swagger Paul on the sousa ’bout to blow the roof off The mouthpiece firm not rowdy as we move up! Hah! Nah brother its all bless All pass the full test The Wompettes giving you all this Give a man what he deserves kid The seeds are burning Its all relative and its working!
He’s bitten by the sun He’s got gold inside His body is persuaded To lose it’s mind Not merely beautiful Not merely gold And the sun is your soul & This your heart should know
When time’s tuff The Womp will save you The beats will cage you Into a world that made you Horns keep rippling all night Don’t live with the small times Retired from the days of the small fries! Energy busting a melody with the recipe Its meant to be the skeleton man running a legacy Womp will soon drop in the shops for your service Don’t forget to spread the word where ya heard this
He’s bitten by the sun He’s got gold inside His body is persuaded To lose it’s mind Not merely beautiful Not merely gold And the sun is your soul & This your heart should know
Ragga mentality Everyone lost their sanity Hah! Held down by gravity Nah! We are a family Gonna give it to you so sweet Whether you touring the west Or out in the middle east Straight off the shelf of the street A memory for the peace So make way given the straight face To all the masters constantly grafting Musically with the artist Get the brushes out painting The picture perfect here regardless