
This a the yard where
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[Intro] Yeah Big sound box a shake the ground Hear the bass a rumble now (Rumble now) Yard style, we never bow Watch the crowd, we command it now (Command it!) [Chorus] This a the yard where we born and grow Bassline a strike and the fire a blow (Fire!) Big steel gate lock the estate Real day-one dawgs eat off my plate We shell the block from left to right Nobody run when we step inna light (Never!) Hometown proud, hands inna sky Man a king here till we die [Verse 1] Step inna the square with the heavy bass Red dirt and brick, this a solid place Mama get the mansion right on the hill Paid cash for the yard, no lease, no bill (No bill!) Hot girl a step inna design brand Cup full of rum, cold ice inna hand Riddim a drop, make the ground start shake No soft talk here, no metal can break Two thousand people when the sound get lock (Lock up!) Flow like a machine gun, non-stop flow [Chorus] This a the yard where we born and grow Bassline a strike and the fire a blow (Fire!) Big steel gate lock the estate Real day-one dawgs eat off my plate We shell the block from left to right Nobody run when we step inna light (Never!) Hometown proud, hands inna sky Man a king here till we die [Verse 2] No fake friend can come cross the line Only day-ones see the family shine (Shine!) We build up the street with the clay block No cheap talk, we keep the gate lock Dancing and stepping from night until day Sound system loud, clear the runway (Clear it!) Badman roll deep but the vibe is sweet Stamina high, we a dance non-stop From the bottom straight to the top (To the top!) [Chorus] This a the yard where we born and grow Bassline a strike and the fire a blow (Fire!) Big steel gate lock the estate Real day-one dawgs eat off my plate We shell the block from left to right Nobody run when we step inna light (Never!) Hometown proud, hands inna sky Man a king here till we die [Outro] Yeah Yard style forever We lock the city (Lock it!) Mama proud, the block loud Raise up the cup (Tun up!) Yeah We out
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[Intro] Yeah Big sound box a shake the ground Hear the bass a rumble now (Rumble now) Yard style, we never bow Watch the crowd, we command it now (Command it!) [Chorus] This a the yard where we born and grow Bassline a strike and the fire a blow (Fire!) Big steel gate lock the estate Real day-one dawgs eat off my plate We shell the block from left to right Nobody run when we step inna light (Never!) Hometown proud, hands inna sky Man a king here till we die [Verse 1] Step inna the square with the heavy bass Red dirt and brick, this a solid place Mama get the mansion right on the hill Paid cash for the yard, no lease, no bill (No bill!) Hot girl a step inna design brand Cup full of rum, cold ice inna hand Riddim a drop, make the ground start shake No soft talk here, no metal can break Two thousand people when the sound get lock (Lock up!) Flow like a machine gun, non-stop flow [Chorus] This a the yard where we born and grow Bassline a strike and the fire a blow (Fire!) Big steel gate lock the estate Real day-one dawgs eat off my plate We shell the block from left to right Nobody run when we step inna light (Never!) Hometown proud, hands inna sky Man a king here till we die [Verse 2] No fake friend can come cross the line Only day-ones see the family shine (Shine!) We build up the street with the clay block No cheap talk, we keep the gate lock Dancing and stepping from night until day Sound system loud, clear the runway (Clear it!) Badman roll deep but the vibe is sweet Stamina high, we a dance non-stop From the bottom straight to the top (To the top!) [Chorus] This a the yard where we born and grow Bassline a strike and the fire a blow (Fire!) Big steel gate lock the estate Real day-one dawgs eat off my plate We shell the block from left to right Nobody run when we step inna light (Never!) Hometown proud, hands inna sky Man a king here till we die [Outro] Yeah Yard style forever We lock the city (Lock it!) Mama proud, the block loud Raise up the cup (Tun up!) Yeah We out
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