Buddha Monk - Done Dem lyrics

[Intro: Babyface Fensta] Yo, yo, yo... Yeah... yeah... ok... (Babyface!) [Babyface Fensta] Fensta has no equal, Cno Evil, Knievel Stuntmen, tell the people, why you gotta front man? The drama, they don't really want, man Need to relax, go smoke a blunt, man Word, stop fronting, talking bout nothing Biting, reclying flows, ya'll dudes ain't pros You got your raincoats on, you bout to get wet Rat-tat-tat-tat, get flat-tat-tat-tat Lyrical shot-tot-tot-tot, gun, the mask got-got-got Don't jump-pump-pump-pump, Fensta mash up-pup-pup The dance bwoy, many, some space razor pa-pump Impeach the leech witness, B-E-A-A-A-A-st Then to teach, for re-re-reef, the you-you-you-you-you-youth With the truuuuuuuuuuuuth, give 'em the proooooooooooof Hundred percent authentic, vampire, mystic garlic [Chorus 2X: Babyface Fensta] If they don't know, and I know Living in the sure and the way To go, my love, yo I cherish above Anything they can think of [Babyface Fensta] Ring-a-ding-ding, sting-a-ding-ding Ping-ping-ping-ping, pong My song along the whole nation Across the globe, tackle Babylon What do dem not write, with no weak drum People get ready, they strung I know it's been long-long-long-long Long-long-long-long-long-long-long Me say, Fensta tried so come-come-come-come-come Them fast it soon, done-deh-deh-dem Done-deh-deh-dem, done-deh-deh-dem Them said they fast is soon, done-deh-deh-deh-dem Whoa! [Chorus 2X] [Babyface Fensta] It's fantastic, I'm selected to be electric Your house, don't bet it, my words prophetic Your rap is pathetic, wanna let out the hatred Might regret it, I see the clones, in my zone Trynna dethrone the king, but I'm the father The master, everything, they not, can't stop my bum rush Won't, don't, dare, compare, them guys to muah Say Andre Butwa, to understand, I'm the original black man From the continent of Asia, born in America Modern day Soddom and Gomorrah, here to change the fizza-formula Follow me, check-a vampire, pon fire Pon mi fasi, won me non retire, I'm here to take you higher Level-level, forward selecting, striking With the thunder and lightning, this be a Fensta writing No pen & paper, just mental exercising Fensta, always, mash the session Trun-trun, trun-te-tun-tun-tun, tun! [Outro: Babyface Fensta] Yeah, big up 90's, big up all the people all over the world Brooklyn Zu, Buddha Monk, Q-Plex, all my peoples One love, yeah, yeah