[Verse One]
I can`t quite remember the month nor date
Nothing was gwan and I was jammin round my gate
Started fiending for a Jack& but had no cash
I had no choice to piggy-bank or trash
It was me and my bold self with five bags of coppers
Splashed out on the counter at PJ Patel`s
He`s far from happy with my method of pay
I shrug my shoulders, I`m like what can you say?
It`s money, ain`t it? I ain`t begging you jack
And mood I`m in, I might just give you a slap
I grip my Jack&s and I leave in peace
As I stepped through the door he heard the kiss of my teeth
Minding my own business, rolling down the street
I swear I heard a female voice call my name
I stopped for a second loud as Charmaine
Some sis I used to park with from way back when
We weren`t on no bone-tip, just real good friends
We on some hug-up and kiss, boy she looking neat
Head-to-toe in new gowns and two new gold teeth
I said `What you want?` and she says `This and that`
`Well, come around my yard and let`s crack this six-pack`
Back at my yard we heavy-chilling, killing time
Exchanging views and getting thoughts off the mind
For three whole hours everything was cool
Around quarter to twelve they took the strangest twist
I`m looking in her face, I swear it looks off
She`s sweating like she dipping in some horse`s trough
Then she flips out, screaming `quick, I hit a last
Trying to kick this brown but it`s busting my arse`
[Chorus]
Seems like the planet gone mad
What you staring in my face for?
I told you dudes, I can`t save ya
What the frigg is with this strange behaviour?
Strange behaviour..
[Verse Two]
Charmaine the headstrong. proud miss missy
Fell for the local fluff dealer, she were living the high life
Sitting in the luxury`s lap
Little did she know she were braving a trap
Cause the thug that she loved was a two-bit thug
The notes that she speed with were dripping blood
She were mesmerized by the rude boy charm
Two years had passed, she thought she`s safe from harm
But the past has strange way of rearing its head
Just when she think it were dusted and dead
It`s like petrol bombs come flying through the window
Cause there`s a ten grand price on his life
Ready to be cashed when his heartbeat ceases
All that he tried, he can`t get no peace
Cause he`s running from the beast, running from the crims
After all`s said and done it`s the beast that wins
Whyilin on borrowed time, soon to get nabbed
Two keys of fluff that he just did grab
When her man got nicked, Lord knows she couldn`t cope
Started hitting the bottle, started tying the rope
Now she`s trapped in the chains of the oldest trade
Flashing her vag` in my face and I`m far from keen
I don`t want got business with no drugsman`s queen
Nahmean?
[Chorus x3]
What the frigg is with this strange behaviour?
