Now now who's that pounding at my gate Better better get out my way Gon' get hurt if you stay I ain't got time to wait Now who's that playing on the beat Brazabelle and Leo Justi Word is out, talk on the street Life is good, bittersweet Dem get signals crossed Got my cake to frost Misinterpret-ate me Damn I got shit to do Get my signals crossed Got my cake to frost Misinterpret-ate me Damn I got things to do Write it off, Swipe it off Write it off, Swipe it off Write it off, Swipe it off Shoot them down poor addicts Take a swipe at it Write it off, Write it off Take a swipe at it Better better get out my way Damn I got things to do Running, Running, Run, Run, Run, Running, Running Running a cold sweat, cold sweat Chill running over ya back Release, doubt, aim, attack Me cyant be afraid of di pitch black Even I despair I ain't worried I ain't got the time, gotta gotta gotta hurry Forward, ha ha Damn I got things to do Swipe it Swipe swipe it off Swipe swipe swipe it Swipe it Swipe swipe it off Running, Running (shoot dem down poor ah) Swipe it Swipe swipe it off Swipe swipe swipe it Swipe it Swipe swipe it off (shoot dem down poor addicts) Heavy Baile