Castsors Lyrics – Chronic Law
“Castors” was made in the English language. The song is sung by the artist known as Chronic Law. Chronic Law is said to have been the composer and lyricist of the song. The song has a release date of 2 November 2026, based on the data available in the song information given above. As both the singing, composition and lyricism are done by Chronic Law himself, it can be seen that all major elements of music making are present under one artist. There is no album given under this particular song information, meaning that it is not a part of any special albums but a standalone release. Its language is English, thus relevant for English music lovers.

Castors song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | Chronic Law |
| Composer | Chronic Law |
| Lyrics | Chronic Law |
| Album | — |
| Release | 2 Nov 2026 |
| Language | English |
Castors Song Lyrics
Yo Bossy
Pull up
Rifle a beat, mi nuh suh wah fi stand up
GLR road killers nuh take fuck up
Wa dat sah?
From Bugstruck, Bushy Mixup, Eeco Cow White and Alaska
Full a gun like Castors
Dat’s wa dat sah
Double mouth chatty back broke, yu nuh got none
Mind dat a da one yah
Yeah, 1 Mil Portland in a condo
A gwaan check hard freezer and freezer long gone
It a burn pon John
Lilliput drive-by, gi dem one round
Heavy matrix charge pon di avenue
Anybody target, anybody move
(Anybody move)
Forget more than hundred
100 drown
One bag a duppy make he gun dem proud
Burn dem body and burn dem house
Sick like a virus when dem love find out
And a hundred
100 drowns
Space bus, somebody nuh want turn dem round
Thunder roll, side gun dem sound
Heavy
Fire depart it deliver it
If a war dat a delete
More gun dance than mi release
Drop a rifle a ease
Right by pon a bike when mi teeth
Yeah, di link spread like a disease
Put on a mask, run di rifle a cough and sneeze
Hot choke wi a laugh and breathe
My lord, man sink body wid tire and concrete
Don’t try fi set wi, dis ting look like an beat
Mi see eyeball roll out
Holy priest couldn’t find no line tape
A suh wi deal wid people when wi catch dem a street
More than hundred
100 drown
One bag a duppy make he gun dem proud
Burn dem body and burn dem house
Sick like a virus when dem love find out
And a hundred
100 drowns
Space bus, somebody nuh want turn dem round
Thunder roll, side gun dem sound
Wa dat sah?
From Bugstruck, Bushy Mixup, Eeco Cow White and Alaska
Full a gun like Castors
Dat’s wa dat sah
Double mouth chatty back broke, yu nuh got none
Mind dat a da one yah
Yeah, 1 Mil Portland in a condo
A gwaan check hard freezer and freezer long gone
It a burn pon John
Lilliput drive-by, gi dem one round
Heavy matrix charge pon di avenue
Anybody target, anybody move
(Anybody move)
Forget more than hundred
100 drown
One bag a duppy make he gun dem proud
Burn dem body and burn dem house
Sick like a virus when dem love find out
And a hundred
100 drowns
Space bus, somebody nuh want turn dem round
Thunder roll, side gun dem sound
Heavy
Yo Bossy
Yu know di ting already man, Moby, Lilliput
Direct mix man Right, 1 Law, 1 Life