Dis ya era dem a hot one, yuh see. Tommy Lee Sparta pon di scene launching fire, makin' di crowds move. Every song rockin', every verse a hit. Dem beat so sick, it go straight to yuh soul. Di whole island feelin' di vibes. From di streets, you hear dem songs echoin'. It feel everyweh burning with dis blaze. But somethin' ain't right. Dem vanished.