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Bounty Killer
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And now the sequel continues...
Rude boys, mean boys
Lord of mercy!
Some guy running up dem beak
And say that is dem run the streets
Nitty cutty dool
And some guy even brush dem teeth
Some guy fi understand dem speech
And nah 'par preach, cho!
Running up your beak
Say you run the streets
When we check you out
You don't even brush your teeth
You better go away
Today is not your day
Walking to the park
Say you nuh have no heart
How you so illiterate and so dark
You better go away
And take your Bible and pray
Lord of mercy!
With your bagga-bagga gunshot
Say, you a go this and that
And you nuh lef' your MAC-11 and Glock
Watch the time inna your life now
You better look back
And go change up your dirty acts
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Walking to the place
Screwing up your face
When we check you out
You is a big disgrace
You better go away
Today is not your day
Shouldn't leave no trace
Now they got your case
FBI got you all over the place
You better go to space
Yes, you shouldn't leave no trace
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
'Cause we nuh come fi take no statement
Better you silent
And relax the war and the violent
Me nuh check fi your accent and your argument
Step aside, 'cause we a God instrument
We reason knowledge and your five sense
And your conscience
Have faith, you better have patience
You a rob and all a take fence
Fi your pants length
It's like you don't respect your parents
Now you do it to a extent
Me a tell your friend
Jailhouse a the only convenient
Running up your beak
Say you run the streets
When we check you out
You don't even brush your teeth
You better go away
Today is not your day
Walking to the park
Say you nuh have no heart
How you so illiterate and so dark
You better go away
And take your Bible and pray
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
Dat da yeye, dat da yeye
We did a warn him, tell him stop
But him a press gas
Him never listen until him crash
Tire fly up like a rat bat
Him act like Fats
Say, him will burn you like a paper to ash
Say, him go no play hopscotch
No fire eight shots
And you will get a bullet if you chat
Running up your beak
Say you run the streets
When we check you out
You don't even brush your teeth
You better go away
Today is not your day
Walking to the place
Screwing up your face
When we check you out
You is a big disgrace
You better go away
And take your Bible and pray
Lord of mercy!
With your bagga-bagga gunshot
Say, you a go this and that
And you nuh lef' your MAC-11 and Glock
Watch the time inna your life now
You better look back...
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