Melody of War (Part 2)

Ward 21 & Wayne Marshall

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True, true, true Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo If you should diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Yo, real gangstas nuh diss fight True, we walk with gun inna barrel Yo, you go tell all your friends True, awful talk you must follow Yo, if you diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Now she feel him pussy and she diss this nigga Now she get a shovel and she be grave digger Now she a go take him and she feel him bigger Now she is a stupid mother, mother, mother, mother, mother Now she never know say man a real born jigga Now she find blood inna him Tommy Hilfiger Now she dead him take too long fi squeeze that trigger Now she is a dead mother, mother, mother, mother If you should diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Yo, real badman nuh diss fight True, we walk with gun inna barrel Yo, you go tell all your friends True, 21 talk you must follow Yo, if you diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Make I draw dem blood quicker Rude bwoy under indica When dem cross your path Nuh 'fraid fi set it off like Vivica Make dem know say Marshall run dem over with the Celica Carbon copy shotta, dem a rude bwoy replica Pogoton a trendsetter, 21 a ends getter Hypocrite and parasite we burn dem skin like red pepper Timbaland inna dem chest 'cause heart full of hot stepper Pon di Nike Air and mud up dem sweater 'cause dem posse stand Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot If you should diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Yo, real gangstas nuh diss fight True, we walk with gun inna barrel Yo, you go tell all your friends True, Marshall talk you must follow Yo, if you diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Now she feel him pussy and she diss this nigga Now she get a shovel and she be grave digger Now she a go take him and she feel him bigger Now she is a dead mother, mother, mother, mother, mother Now she never know say man a real born jigga Now she find blood inna him Tommy Hilfiger Now she dead him take too long fi squeeze that trigger Trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger If you should diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Yo, real gangstas nuh diss fight True, we walk with gun inna barrel Yo, you go tell all your friends True, awful talk you must follow Yo, if you diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Make I draw dem blood quicker Rude bwoy under indica When dem cross your path Nuh 'fraid fi set it off like Vivica Make dem know say Marshall run dem over with the Celica Carbon copy shotta, dem a rude bwoy replica Pogoton a trendsetter, 21 a ends getter Hypocrite and parasite we burn dem skin like red pepper Timbaland inna dem chest 'cause heart full of hot stepper Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot If you should diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow Yo, real gangstas nuh diss fight True, we walk with gun inna barrel Yo, you go tell all your friends True, Marshall talk you must follow Yo, if you diss me tonight True, there will be no tomorrow