| You no know say we dark again…
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| Yo Twelve Lane, lock down White Hall
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| Gunshot from sun up 'til night fall
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| Yo, Jeffrey Hype, wet dem up like a tsunami!
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| A wha' the bloodclaat this?!
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| Dem waan fi war me, so mi send fi mi army
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| Bullet a spray dem like Issey Miyake
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| Diss the Empire, copper shot ago fire
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| Mr. Palmer got the rifle dem weh taller than palm tree
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| Waan fi war me, so me send fi mi army
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| Bullet a spray dem like a Issey Miyake
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| Nothing with Gleaner, so me disguise inna camouflage, blue suit, or red seam,
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| or khaki
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| One gunshot kill any man
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| Di rementon dat tun him ina skeleton
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| Smith and wesson eva ina Adidja lef han
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| Coppa split skull ina de split of a second
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| Doc a look ina him head without a cat scan
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| You nuh kno me
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| Dis a Supa Cat song
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| Mount a gun weh him add up mad di maths man
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| Flining afti cricketa mi no bats man
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| Wats wrong
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| Dem come with gang but wen dis bang dem head fling from
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| Dem neck dem mek one false move shots sen death dem met dem death
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| Caan dis whiteall everett bwoy piss demself like child bed wet
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| You send threat, go suck ya maada a dead before dishonor
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| Dem waan fi war me, so mi send fi mi army
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| Bullet a spray dem like Issey Miyake
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| Diss the Empire, copper shot ago fire
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| Mr. Palmer got the rifle dem weh taller than palm tree
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| Waan fi war me, so me send fi mi army
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| Bullet a spray dem like a Issey Miyake
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| Nothing with Gleaner, so me disguise inna camouflage, blue suit, or red seam,
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| or khaki
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| No meetin
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| From yo dis yo get beatin
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| Stephen
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| None a him gun no use deisel
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| So deivel believe we ago link yo fi reason
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| Bullet to skin like meat to meat season
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| Gaza cold like winta mi no response fi di otha bloodcloth three seasons
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| So tell missa Evel Knievel mi desert pigeon kill him eagle
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| How u fi think seh classic wen mi seh sixpance
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| Mine have crank, shaft, pistons
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| Bwoy come a big ship a dis lance
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| Mi no response kick him off at a distance
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| God have de whole world in his hands
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| But me own the guns and all di big bombs
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| A no me start it trical, me neva wah nuh guerrila war
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| Dem waan fi war me, so mi send fi mi army
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| Bullet a spray dem like Issey Miyake
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| Diss the Empire, copper shot ago fire
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| Mr. Palmer got the rifle dem weh taller than palm tree
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| Waan fi war me, so me send fi mi army
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| Bullet a spray dem like a Issey Miyake
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| Nothing with Gleaner, so me disguise inna camouflage, blue suit, or red seam,
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| or khaki |