Novelist
Novelist X PREM - Free Jammerz (God knows)
Intro:
[Distant whistle]

[PREM Intro]
God knows... God Knows

[Novelist Intro]
HalleluYah!
Lord God i repent for every time that i violated someone
And i hope that you forgive me in jesus name yeah
Alright Then... Yo!

Novelist [Verse]

....Il hold it up
....can't roll with us!
....I can't be around anyone flexing Tryna' prove they're Road enough

....Hearts ain't bold enough
....Mind ain't old enough
Don't chat about me or my family biz when you're involved with us

....I got two blood bros
....Big Prem is the older one
Can be the colder one
Ten's on a thinking older
I don't owe you none
Jesus lord is the only one
.... and I wanna stick to the total truth coz I'm already known enough

Free my friend in jail that are real
They love when I Phone em up
...Freedom can't be a joke when I gotta make way for my older ones

...Me, I like to close it up
...When, guys wanna open
Coz....That's a case that I not part of
Fam.... I don't wanna' know the crud

.....Certain man are just fake
The snakes ain't owning up...
Please don't look in my face
Like you weren't talking about me, when I know your mug

...It's cool, they can hold a spud
Around my mum don't smoke a bud
Better be cool with the fam, and the whole of the plan if you want that shoulder love

PREM [Chorus and Verse]

When you see p, hold up your hand and hail
Shower with rain and sleet - hail
Free my man jookie jam from jail!
Free my man jookie jam from…
When you see Premo, hold up your hand and hail
Shower with rain and sleet - hail
Free my man Jookie jam from jail!
Free my man Jookie jam from… (x2)
When Premo speaks;
Everything gets out of reach - to those that think they’re in the streets
Tryna roll and break the code, stepping to neeks
You’re weak, so when i speak - You’re all ears
You hear me clear!
You hear the G; Think carefully and please beware
Im out for the figures…
I stay low and I’m humble; streets?
You ain't gonna see..

When Premo speaks;
Everything gets out of reach - to those that think they’re in the streets
Tryna roll and break the code...

Novelist [Talking]
Yeah, Aye Hold on...

PREM [Talking]
Yes... Yes... Thats what we're doing. Yes!

Novelist:
Alright... Let me come back in again, yeah.. YO!
And i told them!

[Verse]
Novelist Guy, Hot Weather Guy
Come to the rave, In a black Leather Guy
Big boy coat, big shaq kinda guy
Dressed for the work I'm that kinda guy
Take what's mine I'm that kinda guy
Wargwarn' let's have a chat kinda guy
Here right now Im that kinda guy
Not that, post man pat kinda guy!

Novelist Guy, Bandana Guy
Come to the rave In a Bandana Guy
Jewels on like that Santana Guy
Don't wanna raise 1 hand on a Guy!

Man ain't pulling no pranks on a guy
I will drop no thanks on guy
I will move like tanks on a guy
I don't put fake ranks on a guy!

Novelist Guy, clap for the guy
Young and black, go chat to the guy
Good people get back to the guy
There's no point don't act for the guy!

Speak in truth, not fact to the guy
NovelistGuy, hot weather guy
Come to the rave in a black leather guy
Who's dat guy, yeah, Novelist guy!

Novelist Guy, Hot weather guy
Pull up in a blue drop with a guy...
Novelist Guy, Hot weather guy
Pull up in a blue drop with a guy...
I'm Novelist Guy, Hot weather guy
Pull up in a blue drop with a guy...
(Kisses Teeth)
Aye, free my N***a Jookie, Yeah! Alright then

PREM [Verse]

I'm above and not below - oh!
Chef, chef cook that flow - oh!
Little n***a you should know - oh!
Cooking it slow on the coal - oal!
Now i do more with the roll - oll!
I'm black; step in the cold - old!
Tracks lay in the snow - oh!
Facts there to be told…

I'm above and you're below
Big chef PREM they like my flow!
You can't flow like mine.. Dem' mana' eat pork
Dema' eat swine, Dem' man fi tek time And lay off!
Watch the big British bake, off!
Coz i like girls with Cake, that are not fake, and caked
...Ebony sisters

Mans coming a BANG, Tugg Set and a couple man
Bring Cuzzy' Dem' and Sisters...
Dealing different Niggers
If it ain't vibes or figures?
Have to get cut like scissors
They're due to get cut like paper
If you're not on a meal ting or paper!
Have to send that right back, Cah!

[Distant whistle]