Soundboy

Mr. Entics, soundboy, press the play button
When you see me on the street, you go fyah for me
When the lady moves her hips, you go fyah for her
When you hear this music and the DJ's wheels
Soundboy smokes the mystic, doesn't do crack
When you see him on the street, he shouts 'Bomboclat!'
Now that money isn't made and there's no more morality
All I want is just another ATM
You call her miss, I call her gyal
She calls me Mr. Entics or Di Original
As a kid, I went to parties with rastamen
But after years, this stuff stuck with me, man
Send me the rhythm, it's a challenge to who has the freshest lyrics
A soundboy isn't afraid to compete in a clash
With reggae, everyone says 'Yes'
Let's bring it back to Italy with Rototom Sunsplash

From the street to the party
Big up all my soundboys, all my thugs from the gully
Soundboy, none of them can test us
Soundboy, and this is how we do it
From north to south, from east to west
Each and every soundboy has a bulletproof vest
Soundboy, none of them can test us
Soundboy, and this is how we do it

Some call it police, some call it Babylon
I'm talking about real life, not a sitcom
When we were still together to counter your no
We would like it to be legal, but in Italy it's not possible
If life poses, music portrays
A soundboy never rests, never gets distracted
To receive a check from SIAE
I don't know who to pray to anymore, Jesus or Selassie

Give me the microphone, let me try to heat up this dance too
A soundboy only needs a headphone and a jack
With dancehall, everyone says 'Yes'
After a day of work, we release this stress
A soundboy always knows when to (pull up!)
When the track burns, you have to rewind
A soundboy doesn't answer if it's a private call on the phone
Only wears Rayban Wayfarer
A soundboy always knows when to
When the track burns, you have to rewind
A soundboy doesn't answer if it's a private call on the phone
Only wears Rayban Wayfarer.