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No Fun Thing
Spragga Benz
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Some boy a look fame
A talk 'bout dem wild and can't tame
A shot down people pon di main
And now informer nuh stop call up dem name
Boy a talk 'bout dem nuh response
And a broad day dem a dig up six pants
A shot down people, now informer spot dem out from a distance
And dem pick up big life sentence
Eh-eh, Spragga Benz deh pon di ends again
Yeah, yeah
That's why mi tell dem seh
Tek mi advice, mi bredrin
Cah rude boy living anuh fun ting
You nuh have no time fi a laugh and a grin
You haffi serious from you a deal inna gun ting
Mek up your mind fi bun boy skin, mi bredrin
Rude boy living anuh bed of rose
Gun is not fi show off or to pose
After twelve we nah go hide gun under clothes
A from you deh pon di road, bredrin, you haffi fit
Cah when gunshot a lick
You can't mek yourself be standing target
You haffi march because things will happen fast
And a one shot alone you get fi squeeze off
You haffi cool, have things under control
Fi look out fi police and rat patrol
You haffi smart and haffi born without heart
Fi murder people without second thought
Cah it nuh mek no sense you waste lead
You a fire gunshot and nobody nah dead
You never kill a fly and yet still you run red
A better if night time you gwan a your bed
Cah rude boy living anuh fun ting
You nuh have no time fi a skin upon a grin
You haffi serious when you a deal inna gun ting
Mek up your mind fi bun boy skin, mi bredrin
Rude boy living anuh bed of rose
Gun is not fi show off or to pose
After twelve we nuh hide gun under clothes
A from you deh pon di road, bredrin, you haffi always alert
Expect anything
Cah we living inna rotten Babylon system
Weh informer tell you out fi five shilling
And mek you wake up inna curfew tomorrow morning
So more time when you gwan with a ting
Try move undercover, don't be brawling
Always humble, that's the key to living
Cah smart gunman nuh mek police know him
Cah rude boy living anuh fun ting
You nuh have no time fi a skin upon a grin
You haffi serious from you a deal inna gun ting
Mek up your mind fi bun boy skin, mi bredrin
Rude boy living anuh bed of rose
Gun is not fi show off or to pose
After twelve we nah go hide gun under clothes
A when you deh pon di road, bredrin, you haffi mean
Cah when gunshot a clean
You haffi can tek fence with your fourteen
You haffi wise and you haffi open your eyes
Cah you can't mek nobody tek you by surprise
You haffi rough and you haffi live like a cruff
Fi bleach di whole night until sun come up
You haffi tough, that's if police mark you up
And dem a kill you with leak, you still nah go buss
And it nuh wise fi you walk pon street
Just a brandish your gun and mek informer see it
If you waan model with a legal piece
Gwan go tek test and try turn police
Cah rude boy living anuh fun ting
You nuh have no time fi a laugh and a grin
You haffi serious from you a deal inna gun ting
Mek up your mind fi bun boy skin, mi bredrin
Rude boy living anuh bed of rose
Gun is not fi show off or to pose