Well di 45 in concert dem soil gunman it jus cant work Well me warn him and me tell him Ill nevva stop til di 45 him and Black Rhino and Black Talon gonna correl him me wonda who sen him me en him who tell him seh me a him (one sentence). (another line here, not sure what hes sayin) So wah,
1. Boy now ya and inna bush you a smell Hey ya run me gun and me sen ya to hell against me gun inna minute ya fell Get bullet inna ya head, nyam out ya brain cell See me an me gun and ya go tek me for a Now ya and all ya head de a dirt Meh 45 inna concert, hey me a boy If him bad well soil Junglist split of a second, ya mus get hurt ya get...
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Gun Down, inna di of Gun Town, hey meh gun will make No Sound, inna dem blood dem drown Reload put in another dem get... Gun Down, di middle of Gun Town, meh silent gun make No Sound, inna dem dem gwan drown How dem fi tek T.G. fi now...
CHO
2. Gunshot a dem Warn dem so til Sea expell dem How me kill fi fun ya is now me tell dem bus and informer smell dem Police a come true dem fren go dem But dem shoulda seh Water House dont fear dem blunt bullet is dat me use and jeer dem Gih (give) dem Black seh go home go wear dem Marrow fly to di sky me no and no guy me takes, no alibi, anyway
Boy now ya dead and bush you a smell Hey ya run inna me gun and me sen ya to Rise against me gun inna ya fell Get bullet inna ya head, damage ya brain cell See me an me gun and ya go style me a pearch Now ya and all ya head de a dirt Dis 45 concert, hey me tell a boy If him bad soil Dandemite shirt Inna split of a second, ya mus get ya get...
Gun Down, inna di of Gun Town, meh gun will make No Sound, dem blood dem gwan drown put in another round dem get... Gun Down, inna di of Gun Town, meh gun will make No Sound, inna dem blood dem gwan How dem fi tek fi clown now...
4. Deh pon ma coolin Caan tell ya how dis punk tek bootsin How me 45 is jus choose him Caan tell ya how him family gwan him Black blunt bullet is dat me use him him up BAD so til madden a refuse him But me know di dog and di Crow wi choose him And all di fly and di roach him Marrow fly to di sky me no pamper and no guy me takes, no alibi,
Boy now ya dead and bush you a smell Hey ya run inna me gun, me sen ya to Rise against me gun inna ya fell Get inna ya head, nyam out ya brain cell well See Bread and ya go tek him for a pearch Now ya dead and all ya head de a Bromwell inna concert, hey me a boy If him bad well soil shirt Inna of a second, ya mus get hurt wah ya get... Gun Down, Inna di of Gun Town, me a silent gun will make.......
Crow.......Those big black birds better known as Turkey Buzzards that swarms dead meat.
T.G......referring to Tivoli Gardens. and Daily Bread ......members of the Scare Dem Crew.
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