Reborn Lyrics

Mmmhm

Yea uh huh

Azy on the track

Yo cheese hear chune

I ain't one of them artist thas perform uh

But

On the mic I does perform uh

I do not inform, but I am very in form

I am reborn, opposite of the norm

This white boy he's a artiste? He come drop a one chune and come feel he's the hardest?

Best in Barbados I done bullseye the target

And done mop the comp yes it done before o started

And I could drop it down or pick it up a notch

Everything is so legit yea take a look up on my watch

Never rock with Nuttin mock, everything I do dem shock

And then I double it down I talk the talk and then I walk the walk, Yea.

I was a hooligan I thought I was a star Where!

But I had to learn the trades of mental Warfare!

Bowing to the lord there, I had to say a small prayer

Them try to box me in but this' an ocean not a small square

You hear the flute?

I did know Cheeseman from time I was a little yute

Second form music the theory didn't suit now my voice and his beats come together like glue.

And that's the truth, check the catalog everything zoot

Down inside Zouk, me and Cheese Mek some magic like hoop.

I ain't one of them artist thas perform uh

But

On the mic I does perform uh

I do not inform, but I am very in form

I am reborn, opposite of the norm

This white boy he's a artiste? He come drop a one chune and come feel he's the hardest?

Best in Barbados I done bullseye the target

And done mop the comp yes it done before o started

I tell them I gonna tell them again, this Azy dan time yes it's real it's not pretend

Ah hah, tell dem nuh Cheese, tell them

And I could drop it down or pick it up a notch

Everything is so legit yea take a look up on my watch

Never rock with Nuttin mock, everything I do dem shock

And then I double it down I talk the talk and then I walk the walk, Yea.

I was a hooligan I thought I was a star Where!

But I had to learn the trades of mental Warfare!

Bowing to the lord there, I had to say a small prayer

Them try to box me in but this' an ocean not a small square

I was a hooligan I thought I was a star Where!

But I had to learn the trades of mental Warfare!

Bowing to the lord there, I had to say a small prayer

Them try to box me in but this' an ocean not a small square

I ain't one of them artist thas perform uh

But

On the mic I does perform uh

I do not inform, but I am very in form

I am reborn, opposite of the norm