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Badness Lyrics - Artist : Jahmiel
[Macado:]
Done know how the thing go Oh, oh Str8 First thing Mama tell me say, me born special And if that dem rather waan see me suffer Just like they did to Jesus See dem kill him in front him own mother Look wha' Cain do to Abel (yeah man) And the two a dem was brother How me fi trust another Won't even trust me shadow [Jahmiel (Mavado):] The crime rate keep running up God and gun a my only luck Fuck all a who waan see the Ras' fall One bag a gun hold me up (suck your mother) Right now me hot like (hahaha) Nah mek dem cool me off Try run in inna me spotlight (seen) Rifle shot fold dem up [Mavado:] Some are wise and some otherwise But a one shot close dem eyes Really... (really) Badness [Jahmiel:] Nah gi' dem no other dime Man a full dem up a dollar coin Ride off on wheelie... (wheelie) [Mavado:] The brawlers gun related Lef' bwoy grung related White like So dem bone white Hey Bumbohole mussi think say badness can't stop Or your skin too though fi .45 shot And inna your head the marrow drop inna your lap Though, one inna your mouth, a better say you top chat Pussy stop tek badness to Snapchat Spanish Town road stingers to ratback The brawlers put a rifle a every hotspot Lef' the murder rate higher than any crack spot Tell dem badness can't stop again, straight copper dem Kill dem, flowers haffi plant up a dem Dem no bad a song, grasshopper dem Body stinking, you no see the place raas hot again [Jahmiel (Mavado):] The crime rate keep running up God and gun a my only luck Fuck all a who waan see the Ras' fall One bag a gun hold me up (yeah man) Right now me hot like (hahaha) Nah mek dem cool me off Try run in inna me spotlight Rifle shot fold dem up [Mavado:] Inna badness, a one way in, go tell dem no way out The rifle dem lock man, mek we hear dem out We no buy box a shot, dem haffi wait dem out The rifle dem loud, dem couldn't hear dem shout Stink in the morning When jancrow a fly, don't think a gawling Funeral again and people bawling, but Say no gyal go call him Sun down till dust up, a so the thing dem a bust up Finger 'pon the trigger that a touch up, mash up Mini 14 lef' you crush up When you see the red 'pon bwoy shirt a no ketchup [Jahmiel (Mavado):] The crime rate keep running up God and gun a my only luck Fuck all a who waan see the Ras' fall One bag a gun hold me up (you mad, you seen) Right now me hot like Nah mek dem cool me off Try run in inna me spotlight Rifle shot fold dem up [Mavado:] Some are wise and some otherwise But a one shot close dem eyes Really... (really) Badness [Jahmiel:] Nah gi' dem no other dime Man a full dem up a dollar coin Ride off on wheelie... (wheelie) (Ride off on wheelie) |
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