It was written that you gonna get smitten In a armagedon war that you just can’t win When the firmament quicken then the fire ain’t quittin’ We gonna chase you out and burn your city of sin Dim witted fools caught up in a culture Giving up there souls to Lucifer the vulture Indulging inna sorcery invoking the dead Drinking from the arteries a hell fire red All you satist I know you gonna hate this Even when you hate me I still gonna say this From the River Nile banks unto the plains of the Euphrates Hail the omnipotent the greatest No more death and hades, as the battle rages We gonna rip your pages from the book For what you’ve done thru out the ages To the widows and the babies Bind him to the cages, his wages For the souls he took....

JAMAICAN GIRLS Step up real bold inna we black green and gold Have the whole city lock under cruise control That’s Jamaican girls dem, Ya we talking bout Jamaican girls dem Hot like the summer sun fe get ya warm when you cold The cutest set of girls your eyes ever behold That’s Jamaican girls dem, ya I’m talking bout Jamaican girls dem Jamaican girls, oh they say we are the hottest Every man a gather round because they want piece a we asset Step up inna de place lookin like Angela Bassett Have the man dem eyes a rewind like a cassette Jamaican girls, oh them say we a the baddest With all of that they know they still a run fe get we address And a ask we how we look so good we tell them say a JAH bless And the man we have a treat we like a goddess, ya?! Step up inna de place now with my crew and with my posse an What I’m drinking, well I’m sippin on Corvasier an Smoke the dro until my eyes them look so frassy an Me bun a freakazoid and bun a fool and run a fassy man Them a wonder who so classy an Dolce & Gabanna, Giannini Versace an Me friend them inna de place dem look so hot and look so splashy an Before you violate you better wash ya hand CHORUS Jamaican girls got style and flair We top the world like everywhere Jamaican girls got grace and guts Them boys a lust, cant get enough Yard girls posess a whole lot of honey, Like the bee from the hive that rob the sugar from the bunny Aint nothing funny ask Mark and Anthony Cuz a it we use to dig out their money... True we come from the isle that is so tropical sunny Boy left from foreign say him want to meet my mommy Me tell him take it easy cuz my man can be crumby Him will rip your intestine from your tummy So wha we do? Shake we booty cuz we authorize to do that Can’t say we lame cuz we know say a no true dat Jamaican girls holla back because a you dat All the odds and ends for the trends we pass through that Some say them hot and when we stop to interview that Some set a girls them naw’ve a clue where what’s news at Can’t say ya hot and lack the resources to prove that A we find the formula for Stella get her groove back CHORUS Jamaican girls got style and flair We top the world like everywhere Jamaican girls got grace and guts Them boys a lust, cant get enough Sheryl Lee go take them on inna dem movie Lady Saw go rock the world and leave them groovy Grace Jones even though she kinda spooky A she a do the big tune name come pull up to my booty Lisa Hannah stunned the world with her beauty Louise Samuels take them on like Tina Lucie I’m gonna rock the place cuz flippin rhymes is my duty Jamacian girls go rock the world and never yet they sell them coochie CHORUS Jamaican girls got style and flair We top the world like everywhere Jamaican girls got grace and guts Them boys a lust, cant get enough

FEAST YOUR EYES Hot gal you see inna me Cause me no flat like bammy It's like you win the grammy Ready for the polygamy I wanna be a mommy Hey strip that body for me I need some jukky jammy Ready for the polygamy Oh baby feast your eyes Run your hand across my thighs No I won't tell no lies You better than them other guys Let me show you I could Work you let you feel good Oh I just wanna get nude So get yourself within the mood Why you come and ask so, how one gal so hot so Like a dozen chile pon a whole pack a nacho My man can't be silly so you better be a macho To ride this here filly with a ten pound a fat so Hand pon your willy you a stand up just a cach so Ready to go drilly but your girlfriend a watch you In a one minute we a meet and me a snatch you No limit when me spin it me a catch you Oh baby feast your eyes Run your hand across my thighs From you want my kitty no come to waste time Move to my riddim like drum to bassline Wine me a wine like a snake pon a vine So start my playtime and don't delay time Gimme what me want because a two time Six and seven not one or two time Can't pop down the first or few time No need no shoe shine no boy no chew mine Hot gal you see inna me Cause me no flat like bammy It's like you win the grammy Ready for the polygamy I wanna be a mommy Hey strip that body for me I need some jukky jammy Ready for the polygamy Oh baby feast your eyes Run your hand across my thighs Party all night when I'm back from the town Need some sex when ready to lock down When you nibble on my breast and let my sock down And pull my strap down and force your rock down Champion jockey naw ride and pop down Hate it when a boy climb on and drop down So hold my sock down and shake my shack down Listenin to Radioclit up inna the background I feel so special I need some sexual Healing for my soul I need some water on my petal Like heavy metal Banging on my genital I need ever lasting ecstasy That burns my body petrol Oh baby feast your eyes Run your hand across my thighs Hot gal you see inna me Cause me no flat like bammy It's like you win the grammy Ready for the polygamy I wanna be a mommy Hey strip that body for me I need some jukky jammy Ready for the polygamy

STEPPIN UP Gotta make some money and go pon the top Big up all my mommy me no handicap Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop Terry Lynn a sing my people back up on the map Gotta make some money and go pon the top Big up all my mommy me no handicap Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop Gotta be working no time for lurking got not time to nap They way me grow, me know poverty I try to put my foot down, seems there aint no gravity I've got to rearrange the livity Can't afford to be held captive by stagnated activities These storms of life a bounce me rigidly I need some pesos and pounds hey people can't you sing with me Just like the sky knows no infinity No end to the amount of zeros to my figures ain't no limit to me Gotta make some money and go pon the top Big up all my sonny me no handicap Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop Terry Lynn a sing my people back up on the map Gotta make some money and go pon the top Big up all my mommy me no handicap Naw do nothing funny pon no candypop Gotta be working no time for lurking got not time to nap I do a 9 to 5 and friday when I get pay I buy a loaf of bread the money done the next day My momma come and tell me say she need an x-ray Me naw have a cent and now the lady for the rent a stress me I'm heading to the station cause I'm making a report My kid needs education and I need some child support Without a hesitation I took his daddy to the court His explanation; he got three baby momma's now a fourth Prices getting higher and now it won't roll back Gotta stay blazing like a fire now I can't hold back Music is my desire no I've never sold crack Buy my momma blue saphires when I count my gold plaques Gotta make some money yay Gotta make some money yay Just like Cinderella living underneath the cinder Trying on the slipper and eloping out the window It's a beautiful scene leave me be and let me dream It seems I'm floating in a field of lavender Gotta have a better tomorrow Hey Terry Lynn never beg neither borrow Phred a say better tomorrow I'm walking the straight and the narrow Gotta make some money and go pon the top Big up all my sonny me no handicap Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop Terry Lynn a sing my people back up on the map Gotta make some money and go pon the top Big up all my mommy me no handicap Naw do nothing funny pon no candypop Gotta be working no time for lurking got not time to nap