Inspired By Kodak Black

[Intro: ]
Refugees, Assassin yah know yu run tings
I man jah know seh so
Inna terrible form we are gonna murder you
Right now we are gonna bury you too
We are the number one sound
Refugee Assassin run the town
Be careful, Be careful
We are the Gorgon Sound
We bury all sounds
*Speaks Haitian Kreyol*

[Verse: ]
Fuck that hater he's a laugher get him away from me
Period he bleed
Nigga knocked his man over, power of the greed
Couple of Vietnamese, hitting a couple of trees
I just want thе G-force, get momma out the streets
Shit, I can just roll in pеace yea, ever since Ayiti
Niggas try plot on me, deep like china sea
Now I got Zoe Bloods that will ride for me
From here to Mozambique
And they will never talk, unless they catch some heat
And we don't talk like Zwazo, unless we cop a plea
Beg a deal with road mans, just to kill Jay-Z
You Hail Mary full of grace, well Machiavelli me
There's no loyalty amongst the grace, I'm holding on the rosery
Baby that's alchemy, you gone be the death of me
Just say you're my sanctuary, its feeling the cemetery
Why you ain't show me half of the love you said you had for me
I need that Socrates, I'm talking philosophy
Imma just flip my flow up, make it hotter than hades
Landed up in that project, I ain't speaking no English
But I had to get passage, so I learn the low cartridge
Magazine up in storage, grandma making that porridge
She got love for her grandkids, no clue I was packing that Taurus
[?], Just in case I lost you
I said my cousin had a connection for the plug (plug, plug)
Now we gone, looking like [?]
Child soldiers, Brooklyn turned into Sierra Leone
You got real raps? we got real facts
Kickback, gotta impact, why you think I run for presi
I can't see my country rich, I got a duty today
I can't leave the [?], I was born October 17
The day they killed Jean-Jacques Dessalines
Technology can tell em what I did
But they still can't tell me who killed 2Pac and Big
I can enroll in peace (yah), ever since Ayiti
I can just roll in peace yea, ever since Ayiti
Niggas try plot on me, deep like china sea
Now I got Zoe Bloods that will ride for me
From here to Mozambique
And they will never talk, unless they catch some heat
And we don't talk like Zwazo, unless we cop a plea
Beg a deal with road mans, just to kill Jay-Z
You Hail Mary full of grace, well Machiavelli me
There's no loyalty amongst the grace, I'm holding on the rosery
[?]