Na Touch Da Just

[Intro]
Now this one is called Nah Touch De Just
Don't fight, no fuss, cos them lyrics will cuss
Check it out

[Verse 1]
Hey...
Buda bye bye bye, buda bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye buda bye bye bye, buda bye bye bye bye bye

Nah touch de Just, you nah touch de Just Just
Bwoy no touch de Just cos them lyrics will fuss
Come again now

Nah touch de Just, you can't touch de Just Just
Bwoy don't mess with Just cos them lyrics will bust
Follow me now

Oh DJ man, you can't understand stand
I'm like a wizard with the mic upon my hand hand
Stir it up and throw it down the way of the one one
Listen everybody and hear for the plan plan
Yes I am a big belly and money man man
All I hear is come again as I begin to chant chant
Everybody start to listen to the ??? sound sound
Hands in the air bass upon g-g-g-ground ground
Listen everybody and g-g-gather round and round
Inna New York City or the t-t-t-t-town town
All I need is half a smile and no f-f-f-frown frown
Dissing upon the lyrics and the Just will get you down down

Nah touch de Just, you nah touch de Just bwoys
Bwoy no touch de just cos you swear and I cuss cuss
Nah touch de Just, you nah touch de Just Just
Cos you touch de Just and you start to get the fuss fuss

[Interlude]
Ease up selector ease up
Pull it up pull it up

[Verse 2]
I have the madness yes I have the madness
I have the madness to control the sadness
I have the madness yes I have the madness
I have the madness to control the badness

Inna mi neighbourhood things are such a mess mess
Get me so mad and get me so vexed vexed
Man got shot down now who's next next
Mic to mic and man must test test
On the lyrics some man dem are a pirate
Big chance how some claim they are the best best
Come to Just Ice I will check check
If they are fake give 'em a bad neck

I have the madness yes I have the madness
I have the madness to control the sadness
I have the madness yes I have the madness
I have the madness to control the badness

Here put upon the speaker and then check out the bass bass
Looking upon my gold and you look upon my face face
Looking upon my ??? with the taste taste
First it's slow now speed up the pace pace
Bwoy I got my bad DJ good and great great
Just Ice BDP we are the great great

I have the madness yes I have the madness
I have the badness to control the sadness
I have the badness yes I have the badness
I have the sadness to control the badness

[Interlude]
Cease cease throw it down selector
Cease and seckle, cease and seckle
Pull it up selector, pull it up, stop sergeant
Stop the rhythm, stop the rhythm, stop the rhythm
Cease!
Yo man throw down the rhythm bwoy let me tell 'em mi lyric
No music, no music, stop it!

[Verse 3]
That you have...
The amount that you use...
Bwoy I got you confuse...

Hear from me, hear from me, don't you touch my stylee
Listen to me, hear from me, you touch my stylee
If you dare touch it I will beat your body
And if you try to step I will wreck and make you bloody

Don't think I start to vex take it seriously
If you forget my name it is a Just I-C-E
Take it as a threat, take it as a warning
From me to every DJ and opposing MC
Not calling out your name but you know who you are
Really souped up thinking you are a star
But if you face me whether woman or a man
My style is complicated so you can't understand
Small waist, pretty face, in a leather or lace
A big belly man with a big ugly face
Your stylee might be good or it might be great
Bumbo rass, pussy clots, don't ever run the race
To mess with Poppa Just Ice is a very big mistake

Hear from me, hear from me, don't you touch my stylee
Hear from me, hear from me, don't you touch my stylee

Cos even if you stop I will hit you with it
If you start to push it I will murder commit
Whether tall or short if you sit down ???
Please don't get me vexed cos your lyrics I will split
Don't you mess with me cos I'm physically fit

Hear from me, hear from me, don't you touch my stylee
Hear from me, hear from me, don't you touch my stylee

[Interlude]
Rass, rass, stop it selector
Cease, stop it
Roll it over, roll it over
Rass, stop it
Come down again sergeant

[Verse 4]
Smoke a big sliff of some good sensimilia
Never smoke nothing like a plain bush ganja
Drink Irish Moss while you drink water
Eat rice and peas while you eat hamburger
You ride a Ford while I ride a limousine, sir
You very lazy while I work out harder
Strong ??? a ??? not a faker
Voice very clear before you put it in the mixer
Combined with the music it's a very good blender
Don't like the sound please return to sender
Only decent sound can come from the gangster
Chatting like this can come from no other
Listen to the rhythm you soon will discover
That all of the people surely are taking a lesson
(Dancehall session!)
No doubt at all dem surely don't have no questions
(Oh Jah!)
Because me sit upon mi chair then I rock it for mi daughter
Put the pan on high and I cool down temperature
Get good food from the refrigerator
Lay upon the bed right next to mi lover
Finish with that get clothes from the furniture
Put upon my trousers then I look upon mi sneaker
One on the bed the other pon the dresser
Get on the train go visit my grandmother
??? on the mic, them known as a ???
All respects due to the man dem are a teacher
KRS One and the man Chuck D, sir
Peope who lead and never will follow
Nine millimeti with a Uzi or a Magnum
Will to survive only few will be chosen
Progress a must and the talent you are losing
Positive point of view, I think it's best you listen
Work out your tongue get some good exercising
Start late in the evening and early in the morning
Just to chat lyrics now you know it's good sounding
Snapping no swearing no time for no bad ???
All I want to do's get paid, no questions asking
Staring pon de women, no kneeling, no thrashing
What the fuck is all that shit?