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Well di 45 in concert dem soil gunman it jus cant work

Well me him and me tell him Ill nevva stop til di 45 smell him and
Black Rhino and Talon gonna correl him me wonda who sen him me aguh
en him who tell him seh me a him (one sentence).

(another line goes here, not what hes sayin)
So wah,

1. 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 minute ya
Get bullet inna ya head, nyam out ya brain well
See me an me gun and ya go tek me for a
Now ya dead and all ya de a dirt
Meh 45 concert, hey me tell a boy
If him bad soil Junglist shirt
Inna of a second, ya mus get hurt ya get...

CHO

Gun Down, di middle of
Gun Town, hey meh gun will make
No Sound, inna dem blood dem gwan
Reload put in round dem get...
Gun Down, inna di of
Gun Town, meh gun will make
No Sound, inna dem dem gwan drown
How dem fi tek T.G. fi now...

CHO

2. Gunshot a dem
dem so til Sea View expell dem
How me fi fun ya tink is now me tell dem
Forty-five bus and smell dem
Police a come true dem go tell dem
But dem shoulda know seh Water House dont dem
Black bullet is dat me use and jeer dem
Gih (give) dem Black Rhino seh go go wear dem
fly to di sky me no punk and no guy me takes, no alibi, anyway

Boy now ya dead and inna bush you a
Hey ya run me gun and me sen ya to hell
Rise against me gun inna ya fell
Get bullet inna ya head, damage ya brain well
See me an me gun and ya go me like a pearch
Now ya dead and all ya de a dirt
Dis 45 inna concert, hey me a boy
If him bad well Dandemite shirt
Inna of a second, ya mus get hurt ya get...

Gun Down, di middle of
Gun Town, meh silent gun will
No Sound, inna dem blood dem drown
Reload put in another dem get...
Gun Down, di middle of
Gun Town, meh silent gun will
No Sound, inna dem blood dem drown
How dem fi tek Dunkirk fi now...

4. Deh pon ma coolin
tell ya how dis likkle punk tek bootsin
How me 45 is jus gladly him
Caan tell ya how him gwan loose him
Black blunt is dat me use abuse him
Chop him up BAD so til a refuse him
But me know di dog and di John Crow wi him
And all di fly and di roach him
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, me sen ya to
Rise against me gun inna minute ya
Get bullet ya head, nyam out ya brain cell well
See Daily 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 Elephant
split of a second, ya mus get hurt wah ya get...
Gun Down,
Inna di of
Gun Town, me have a silent gun make.......

John Crow.......Those big black birds better known as Buzzards that swarms dead meat.

T.G......referring to Tivoli Gardens. Elephant and Daily ......members of the Scare Dem Crew.

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