Story behind the song
Me and my step brothers were just chillin one day and we made this live recording. My lil brother did background vocals while my two step brothers freestyled in Rastafarian accents. I was on the beat.
Lyrics
Me: there it go (JUST the right sound)
Taska: D-D-DJ Exclusive... Master Hits
Malcolm: Global Telling (with a slight interruption)
Raheem: Dis fer Jamaica mon
Taska: Alex.com (LOL! I don't know why he said that. Alex is my AT-HOME name)
Malcolm: Global Telling (again; surprisingly on point!)
~Chorus~: Ey (with other vocal variations like, "Oh").. We talkin and rhymin' x 3
Malcolm: Yeah! (a FAIL at imitating Trey Songz)
Taska: Uh-oh
Raheem: We talkin' and rhymin'
Chorus again....
Raheem: and mess with dem otha n****s cuz dey slimy
Chorus again.... at which point I jump in saying:
Me: Tal-Tal-Talkin and rhymin
Raheem: and mess with dem otha n****s cuz dey slimy
VERSE
Raheem: We don't mess with dem, we don't mess with him, we jus look past, we look ova him. We don't mess with him, we don't mess with dem; we jus loom past: We blow ova dem.
You already know, how we f***in' do, grey Jamaica mon, yeah we blow it too, smokin on da herb, got a n***a high, shout-out to my uncle: Bob Marley mon.------->
CHORUS! (with a small exception)
Taska: We talkin' and Signin'
VERSE
Taska: gotta get my step brother to tell me everything he said here: I CAN'T FOLLOW it!
End:
my little sister Maya: Can yall hush please?
