Sun Sea Sub-Bass [NDC]

Sun pon mi face, salt pon mi skin, Sub-bass quake when di drums kick in. Everybody hustle fi a slice of di pie, Sweet-talk, sharp teeth, wholesale lies. Yuh sell mi a dream, mi sell yuh a key, Everybody waan know what’s beneath di smile, Pull back di curtain, come show mi! Sun, sea, sub-bass, mek di whole place sway, We tek what we waan, den we walk away! Sun pon di water, steel pon di sound, Big mouth bark, but di bass lay it down. Yuh waan mi heart, or yuh waan control? Same old hunger inna every soul. Mi nah bow, nah bend, nah beg no plea, Yuh waan something from mi, so what’s in it fi mi? Sun, sea, sub-bass, mek di whole place sway, We tek what we waan, den we walk away! Who use who? Tell mi, who really know? Tide drag in, den di tide let go. No grudge, no judge, just ebb and flow! SUN! SEA! SUB-BASS! Feel dat pressure when di low end smash! Hot sun blaze, cold eyes glare, Everybody waan a piece, nobody play fair! SUN! SEA! SUB-BASS! Steel-string scream, mek di whole ground crash! Dig down deep, but don’t dig too far, Everybody got a price, dere yuh are! Gimme di rhythm, gimme di heat, Gimme di truth pon a concrete beat! Yuh waan what’s mine, mi waan what’s yours, Same damn hustle behind dem doors! Sun pon mi face, salt pon mi skin, Sub-bass quake when di drums kick in. Everybody hustle fi a slice of di pie, Sweet-talk, sharp teeth, wholesale lies. Yuh sell mi a dream, mi sell yuh a key, Everybody waan know what’s beneath di smile, Pull back di curtain, come show mi! Sun, sea, sub-bass, mek di whole place sway, We tek what we need, den we walk away! Sun sink low, but di bass still roll, Sea wash clean, can’t wash no soul. Let di cards fall, let di whole game show, No saint, no victim, just ebb and flow. Barefoot kings pon a razor-glass shore, Everybody tek, everybody waan more. Sun, sea, sub-bass, no debts to explain, We dance inna sunshine, den dive inna rain!