BARRELL - Cj Fly, Haile Supreme

Statik Selektah

Yeah, you know

New generation, mon, Jamarican

Representin' for the world

Was in Jamaica and the Bab pulled up on us with K’s

My uncle had a licensed pistol, that’s why I was afraid

The gun was pointed at my mouth, ain’t wanna swallow a case

Was with my pops and I was nervous I’d get shot in my face

He saw me trembling, that’s when he said that I’d be okay

Was always tall so people thought I that I would lie 'bout my age

I was a yankee, they could see I was a foreign exchange

Looking back at it right now, that was a horrible day

Was so confused, stuck tryna figure out just what we had did

Way they treated us, you would have thought they wanted us dead

That’s why now when I see cops, I do not wanna be friends

They suppose to be protecting us, but treat us like threats

Did the limit, wasn’t speeding, didn’t go thru light

All I know is I came outside just to go for a ride

Had a seafood dinner 'cause we went to Hellshire to dine

Took a trip to feel alive, but we came to closer dying

Ever stare into the barrel of a rifle

Foreigner I ain’t feel welcome from arrival

For survival, ducking 5−0

Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle

Ain’t no telling how the situation might go

Especially if I ain’t from there, I be mindful

For survival, ducking 5−0

Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle

Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle

Two much bloodshed, so we haffi end the cycle

Yeah, we haffi end the cycle

Yeah, we haffi end the cycle

Yeah, we haffi end the cycle