Handle The Ride

A a A John!
 What kind a idiot ting dat ya give a pon mi man.
 Want ya back bad. Mi love off ya, ya know. Cha
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Tell your friend dem you wicked and brutal
 but now you end up in the hospital
 talk bout too much gal ya kill
 ya never stop till you write ya own will
 now ya wan gone a dr. fu- phil
 ya should a hear when mi tell ya fa chill
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Me tell ya, say ya should na mess with this philly
 cause anything cross mi border me kill it
 but ya never wan a listen to mi warning
 ya could not even budge in a de morning
 Pon de streets him a boast how him dread
 But pon de work John a drop down dead
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Big up all topless and Godless crew
 Cause de gal dem nah stop cry for you
 All roses and nu-fish man come down a ting in a ya hand.
 Man from Portmore and man from spain
 Ya never wait till ya gal complain
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Tell your friend dem you wicked and brutal
 but now you end up in the hospital
 talk bout too much gal ya kill
 ya never stop till you write ya own will
 now ya wan gone a dr. fu- phil
 ya should a hear when mi tell ya fa chill
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Me tell ya, say ya should na mess with this philly
 cause anything cross mi border me kill it
 but ya never wan a listen to mi warning
 ya could not even budge in a de morning
 Pon de streets him a boast how him dread
 But pon de work John a drop down dead
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Ya could na handle the ride
 see it dere now
 ya gone now pon de broad side
 Hold down your head from me ya wan hide
 Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide
 A we say
 Big up all topless and Godless crew
 Cause de gal dem nah stop cry for you
 All roses and nu-fish man come down a ting in a ya hand.