There’s a chatter on the street, you're a VIP in the night, Everyone’s got a tale, but mine’s a craftful sleight, Oh, you met the rude boy? Well, I know the crew, I was dining with the band, baby, you know it’s true! You say you went to dinner, but they only fed you crumbs, I was dancing at their show, while you were pointing thumbs, You think you pulled the fast one? Let me set the pace, I’m the king of all the stories, it’s a never-ending race! Reggae 1-Up, your story is so bland, With every twist and turn, I’ll be the one to stand, Outdoing all the tales, yeah, there’s no end to the fight, In our world of concerts, each one in hindsight! You say you had him flirting? Oh please, that’s no hookup, I was holding his guitar, while he was filling me up, Said he liked my vibe, and we shared a little laugh, While you were just a whisper in a forgotten photograph! Your stories might be juicy, but they’re lacking that sweet spice, I was at the after-party, rolling dice and feeling nice, You think you’ve reached the summit, but I’m climbing higher still, Watch me take this reggae journey, it's a thrill upon a thrill! Reggae 1-Up, your story is so bland, With every twist and turn, I’ll be the one to stand, Outdoing all the tales, yeah, there’s no end to the fight, In our world of concerts, each one in hindsight! Now, it’s all in good fun, name dropping if you insist, But when the night gets started, I'm the one who's on the list, So keep your tales coming, bring your stories round, But in this reggae rhythm, I wear the crown! Reggae 1-Up, your story is so bland, With every twist and turn, I’ll be the one to stand, Outdoing all the tales, yeah, there’s no end to the fight, In our world of concerts, each one in hindsight!
