No Competition Songtext / Lyric

Dont bite the hand that will feed you, that is the wrong thing fi you fi do



Well then,

In a glas house some piece should, never throuw

but inna competition we na inna no, no

but any way we must come to soho

tell me say, we na bow -no-

In a glas house so piece should, never throuw

but inna competition we na inna no, no

but any way we must come to soho

so, longside man a bow






come on city rude boy

a tell me come from

a guess, a me grow

so me stay a so me come

a place unda me weed

the police can't put me on

ganjaman come ova the city like sun

well

judgement, ladies a just a brand an

when pow pow movement aplay unda the sun

if I write pase to we ana we two be brown

so comon girls it's time to have fun



me goes again

the plan is to be overcome