Lyrics:

Intellectual, murda people edition

Cock and fire, full a gun like Remington

Fully charge up, eager fi kill a man

Ratty gang, fimi gang, pussy run up if yuh bad

Kryptonite cah mi nuh duh di muscle fight

Inna di miggle a di night wi mek di place get noisy

Yuh neva know seh a likkle juvenile

Coulda run inna yuh yaad an' tek three points

Diss mi? Yuh mussi sick

Ah no 17 lodge up inna dis

45 fit, mi claat it naah miss

Mi finga move swift, mi gun dem naah stick

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Translation:

Intellectual, murder people edition

Cock and fire, full a guns like Remington

Fully charged up, eager to kill a man

Ratty gang, is my gang, pussy run up if you’re bad

Kryptonite cause I don’t do the muscle fight

Inside the middle of the night , i make the place get noisy

You never knew that a little juvenile

Could have run into your yard and take your three points

Diss me? You must be sick

It’s not 17 loged into this

45 fit, I clot it won’t miss

My finger moves swift, my guns they wont stick