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(intro)
It’s Charley!
A’right, a’right

Put yuh hands up in the air
Put yuh hands up in the air
Dancehall fans hands in the air
Put yuh hands up in the air

(Verse 1)
We up in a di club yah (hoi)
Nuff gyal a gi we love yah (hoi)
Herbs a smoke like smuggla (hoi)
We want a champion bubbla

Campaign, Champaign, champaign
jus’ a fall like rain everybody a’right
Nuff gyal deh yah, mi say nuff gyal
So mi affi bring home six a dem tonight

(Chorus)
Up top, up top, up top
We nuh deh a bottom, no we up top
Up top, up top, up top
Team unstopable deh so we caah flop
Up top, up top, up top
We movin’ forward we nah look back
Up top, up top, up top
Dancehall that again and it will never flop

(Verse 2)
Big bummer gyal wine fi the boss
Take off you heels, don’t stop, don’t pause
Up top movements we neva loss
Bottles in hand baby no floss
Party like dancehall stars no glass
Mi shades dem dark mi need contrast
VIP style, no free pass
SP need ice get some fas’

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
If a nuh dancehall music den mi nah move
Feel the vibration then mi start groove
Nah vex if liquor dash weh pon mi shoes
We island music caah confuse
We deh up top, so a wah you a do dung deh
No navigation caah bring mi dung deh
Up top lifestyle that a weh the fun deh
hey, you nuh her wah mi say, somethin’ wrong wid yuh ears bwoy

(Repeat Chorus)

(Repeat Verse 1)

(Repeat Chorus

(Repeat Verse 2)

(Outro)
Up top, up top, up top
We nuh deh a bottom, no we up top
Up top, up top, up top
Team unstopable deh so we caah flop
Up top, up top, up top
We movin’ forward we nah look back
Up top, up top, up top
Dancehall that again and it will never flop
It will neva flop
It will neva flop

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Nicki Minaj maybe single again but that doesn’t mean she is ready to hook up back with her ex Safaree Samuels.

The Love and Hip Hop star has been shooting his shots lately in an attempt to get her back or perhaps he just wants to get her attention. Last week he publicly told his fans during a performance that he misses her. Given their twelve years of history, you would think that it would be much easier for them to rekindle their old flame, but it’s quite the opposite. We’re told Nicki sees him as an ungrateful human being whom she wants to stay as far away from as possible.

Sources close to the Trinidadian rapper told DancehallHipHop that there is a lot of bitterness between the two, particularly on Nicki Minaj part. She felt like he never gave her a chance to make things right when he abruptly got up and walk out leave her. She also felt like his actions since their breakup such as his lawsuit against her and working with her enemies pretty much killed all hopes of any reunion. “The lawsuit was the ultimate betrayal in her eyes because he wasn’t just a lawsuit to her, it was also like a shakedown and then on top of that he tried to cast a cloud over her career about writing her lyrics,” sources said. “All those interviews he did talking bad about her and now he expects her to just forget about them and welcome him back. It’s like now he missing that old lifestyle of the private jets, jewelry, and fast cars.”

Although Nicki felt like Safaree betrayed her post their breakup, she isn’t at all innocent in that department because who can forget all those times she and Meek Mill taunt Safaree on Twitter. She even did a full album about their breakup. They both went on and dated other people, although SB dated a bunch of women since then. For her part, Nicki hooked up with Meek Mill right after her relationship with Samuels ended, in fact, SB publicly says Meek was the main reason their relationship ended because he rated him out about cheating on her. Samuels maybe right, they are both been unlucky in love. Even Maury Povich thinks that they should get back together or at least give it another shot.

“It’s not even about how many women he dated since then, they weren’t together so she doesn’t care about that, it’s much more about how messy he was with all the interviews and lawsuit crap,” our source revealed. Of all the things happening behind the scenes between Nicki Minaj and Safaree, one thing for sure did take place, he did reaches out to her recently and got rejected. “Well he knows her better than most people, she is a firecracker so he can’t be all that surprised if she rejected him in a very cringe-worthy way, I still laugh about it,” our insider said. “Yes he did reach out and I don’t think he will stop because he told their mutual friends that he wants her back. Whether or not she will take him back, I doubt it, but you just never know.”

Earlier this month, we reported that Nicki Minaj and Nas mutually ended their relationship and Safaree was right there reminding her that they have both been unlucky with love since their split. While he didn’t explicitly expresses his wish to rekindle their relationship, his gesture made it pretty clear he was on a mission.

“No they aren’t together and was never really seriously together, to begin with, the media just overblown things as usual,” sources said. “Living on different coasts hundreds of miles apart made it impossible to sustain a relationship and they are both very busy individuals.”

There are some other stuffs that may complicate things for him. Safaree is still cast on Love and Hip Hop and a few other reality TV shows. How would that play out with Nicki Minaj status as the biggest female rapper on the planet? You can already picture the headlines, “Nicki Minaj dating a reality TV star.” The only difference it would make in this case is that they have 12 years of history together.

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(Verse 1)
Nah no time fi slow down
And I won’t let you do this on your own
So put your weight ‘pon me
Cause I can tell that you’re too weak
Still dem don’t see it yet
Dem caah come your way, I mean it
Put you ‘pon lock and dash ‘way the key
And have dem a pree weh the f*ck you been

(Chorus)
Beats you up, love beats you up
Heart broken and you feeling stuck
Beats you up, love beats you up
Build your walls so high, nobody can jump it
Beats you up, love beats you up
And I’m so grateful for your trust
Beats you up, beats you up
I won’t let dem hurt you anymore, my love
Unwanted, dem do it all fi mash you up
But still I gave you all of me
The moment when you happy
Everybody waan run in
Sacrifice your love and dem abuse it inna peace
Me know you know weh me mean

(Verse 2)
Turn on the light, mek me see you
Tell me how you feel
Dem did a lie and mistreat you
Cah dem never real
But me have your back like Stitch and Lilo
Cah you’re special to me
And me know say you see it too
You better think twice if you feel me a leave

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
A little comforting, that’s all you need
So give your all to me, cah me match your speed
I’m here for you and I can show you
Nobody to you, you are mine
Hey

(Bridge)
Beats you up, love beats you up
Heart broken and you feeling stuck
Beats you up, love beats you up
Build your walls so high, nobody can jump it
Beats you up, love beats you up…

Unwanted!

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(Intro)
Stephen-ism, evil-ism
A now me set it so, me born come see it
If yuh not tough, you will dead inna the bloodclaat
Dead inna the bloodclaat, dead inna the bloodclaat street

That’s why me buss it, me buss it, me buss it
Buss it, me buss it, me buss
Buss it, me buss it, me buss it, buss it, me buss
That’s why me buss it, me buss it, me buss it
Buss it, me buss it
Yeah, me buss it, me buss it, me buss it
Buss it, me buss it, me buss

(Verse 1)
You Mister P*ssyhole, you can’t drape this
All when a me alone, you can’t box this
Tell your big thick friend, me nah knock fist
Man a knockist, a straight m*rder we practice

Me catch the p*ssyhole, dem a gamble
Shot a fire, skin a catch a fire like a candle
Me buss the Glock till the clip drop out a the handle
All a who no drop, dem haffi scramble
Me lef’ dead body, buss chain, cellphone
One, one foot a shoes, couple ring, couple bundle
Gyal a bawl, say she bredda dead (whoa!), too much fi handle
Me knock it, mek them squaddy see, watch it Mister Campbell
Mhm hm, mi nyam dem food like chicken a Bojangle
Mhm hm, look inna guy eye when him a get strangle
Dawgie and people no tangle
McKinley sh*t the plane out out a sky ‘cross the Gaza triangle

(Chorus 2)
You Mister P*ssyhole, you can’t drape this
All when a me alone, you can’t box this
Tell your big thick friend, me nah knock fist
Man a knockist, a straight murder we practice

(Verse 2)
Dem bwoy deh fi know we have the world lock
We mek dem keep funeral, we mek dem world black
Walk out with the riffle dem weh taller than me girl frock
Dem blood a wet up road, the marrow fly weh ‘pon a bird back
That’s the way the riffle with the clip weh have the curve act
It mek dem ends get empty, d’even weed a sell ‘pon your block
Da artist a no p*ssy, me a murderer like Murdock
Me link New Kidz a Brook Valley and Baby Cham a Sherlock
Mhm hm, before me step me ask, “Trudy where the herb at?”
Mhm hm, skin a go smoke like ganja when you burn that
The bwoy try fi diss and see me gun and try fi run
But if a the station you run in, a inna the station me a turn that

(Bridge)
You Mister P*ssyhole, you can’t drape this
All when a me alone, you can’t box this
Tell your big thick friend, me nah knock fist
Man a knockist, a straight murder we practice
You Mister P*ssyhole, you can’t drape this
All when a me alone, you can’t box this
Tell your big thick friend, me nah knock fist, me nah knock fist

That’s why me buss it, me buss it, me buss it
Buss it, me buss it, me buss
Buss it, me buss it, me buss it, buss it, me buss
That’s why me buss it, me buss it, me buss it
Buss it, me buss it
Yeah, me buss it, me buss it, me buss it
Buss it, me buss it, me buss

You Mister P*ssyhole, you can’t drape this
All when a me alone, you can’t box this
Tell your big thick friend, me nah knock fist
Man a knockist, a straight murder we practice

(Outro)
A now me set it so, me born come see it
If you not tough, you will dead inna the bloodclaat
Dead inna the bloodclaat, dead inna the bloodclaat street
A now me set it so, me born come see it
If you not tough, you will dead inna the bloodclaat
Dead inna the bloodclaat, dead inna the bloodclaat street

Stephen, a wha’ do some bwoy?
Eh
Stephen-ism, evil-ism

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(Chorus)
I wrote my way out
When the world turned its back on me
I was up against the wall
I had no foundation
No friends and no family to catch my fall
Running on empty, with nothing left in me but doubt
I picked up a pen
And wrote my way out (I wrote my way out)

(Verse 1)
I picked up the pen like Hamilton
Street analyst, now I write words that try to channel ’em
No political power, just lyrical power
Sittin’ on a crate on a corner, sippin’ for hours
Schemin’ on a come up, from evening’to sun up
My man awaitin’ trial, misdemeanors we younger
Courtroom prejudice, insufficient evidence
Jailhouse lawyers, these images still relevant
Flickerin’ lights inside my project hall
Sickenin’, the mice crawl all night long
And ’87 Reaganism, many pages I’ve written on
Writin’ songs about rights and wrongs and bails bonds
Master bedroom, bigger than the crib that I was raised at
I’m the architect like I wrote the code to Waze app
I’m driven, black Elohim from the streets of Queens
The definition of what It Was Written means
Know what I mean?

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)
I really wrote my way up out of 6E
Develop relationships with fiends, I know they miss me
Before the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten speed
Never had wrote a rhyme in my life, what was a sixteen?
At sixteen, arrested in housin’, trips to the mountains
Came right back, trappin’ off couches, watchin’ for mouses
Only tools we was posed with, had a spot, smoke lit
The hate is just confusion, pay attention how them jokes switch
Diadora was my favorite, the Mark Buchanans
Mama couldn’t afford them, I learned everythin’ on the border
That’s a big 8, Clicquot parties with private dancers with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we could get steak
I persevered, composition, I kept it close
Competition near, I’m a Spartan without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written before I wrote it
Opportunity knockin’, might miss it, that window closin’
This poetry in motion, I’m a poet

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
High speed, dubbin’ these rhymes in my dual cassette deck
Runnin’ out of time like I’m Jonathan Larson’s rent check
My mind is where the wild things are, Maurice Sendak
In withdrawal, I want it all, please give me that pen back
Y’all, I caught my first beatin’ from the other kids when I was caught readin’
“Oh, you think you smart? Blah! Start bleedin’”
My pops tried in vain to get me to fight back
Sister tapped my brains, said, pssh, you’ll get ’em right back
Oversensitive, defenseless, I made sense of it, I pencil in
The lengths to which I’d go to learn my strengths and knock ’em senseless
These sentences are endless, so what if they leave me friendless?
Damn, you got no chill, f*ckin’ right I’m relentless
I know Abuela’s never really gonna win the lottery
So it’s up to me to draw blood with this pen, hit an artery
This Puerto Rican’s brains are leakin’ through the speakers
And if he can be the shinin’ beacon this side of the G.W.B and
Shine a light when it’s gray out

(Bridge)
I wrote my way out
Oh, I was born in the eye of a storm
No lovin’ arms to keep me warm
This hurricane in my brain is the burden I bear
I can do without, I’m here (I’m here)
Cause I wrote my way out

(Coda)
I picked up the pen like Hamilton
I wrote my way out of the projects
Wrote-wrote my way out of the projects
Picked up the pen like Hamilton
I wrote my way out of the
Wrote-wrote my way out of the projects
I wrote my way out
Picked up the pen like Hamilton
I wrote my way out of the

(I wrote my way out)
Really, I saw like a hole in the rap game, so if I wanted to put my little two cents in the game, then it would be from a different perspective
(I wrote my way out)
I thought that I would represent for my neighborhood and tell their story, be their voice, in a way that nobody has done it
Tell the real story

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