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No Fraid A
Munga Honerable
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Me no send no flesh for my freedom
Me go praise the Rastafari, the creator
Me a the baddest man in Jamaica
I rock for Don Corleone, the maker
So me a loof, me a lambo, no fi burn
Me so fi bless up and run, no fi run
Can't diss my daughter nor my son
'Cause me a one Rasta and a lef' my one
Something must be wrong with these guys
See dem coming under disguise
Dem say me took dem from the east side
Blood run like water pon the seaside
Five star razor, bullet things start
My gun rise and bullet things start
Pagans get bullet in heart
Dead before later, cut loose bullet in start
Pole never waan hear when the king talk
Me ago show dem how the thing start
So me drop the hand grenade bullet pin part
Explosion, everything sink off
Me no send no flesh for my freedom
Me go praise the Rastafari, the creator
Me a the baddest man in Jamaica
I rock for Don Corleone, the maker
Hey Shango, make sure dem comprehend that
If dem diss David House, me defend that quick
Chrome .357 will not stick
And puncture like football when that kick
Make pagans take ten backflip
Loyalty, me bawsy spend that quick
More money come through Western Union
And, well, mi girl dem send that quick
When we forward, pagans back up
AK lead shotgun sing backup
Police requesting backup
And now dem can't find we 'cause the gun dem pack up
Man a beat corn 'til spent shells pack up
Informer nah get no time fi pack up
Who nuh get shot get chop up
Warhead fly through wall 'til building crack up
Me no send no flesh for my freedom
Me go praise the Rastafari, the creator
Me a the baddest man in Jamaica
I rock for Don Corleone, the maker
So me a loof, me a lambo, no fi burn
Me so fi bless up and run, no fi run
Can't diss my daughter nor my son
'Cause me a one Rasta and a lef' my one
Something must be wrong with these guys
See dem coming under disguise
Dem say me took dem from the east side
Blood run like water pon the seaside
Five star razor, bullet things start
My gun rise and bullet things start
Pagans get bullet in heart
Dead before later, cut loose bullet in start
Pole never waan hear when the king talk
Me ago show dem how the thing start
So me drop the hand grenade bullet pin part
Explosion, everything sink off
Me no send no flesh for my freedom
Me go praise the Rastafari, the creator
Me a the baddest man in Jamaica
I rock for Don Corleone, the maker
Hey Shango, make sure dem comprehend that
If dem diss David House, me defend that quick
Chrome .357 will not stick
And puncture like football when that kick
Make pagans take ten backflip
Loyalty, me bawsy spend that quick
More money come through Western Union
And, well, mi girl dem send that quick
When we forward, pagans back up
AK lead shotgun sing backup
Police requesting backup
And now dem can't find we 'cause the gun dem pack up
Man a beat corn 'til spent shells pack up
Informer nah get no time fi pack up
Who nuh get shot get chop up
Warhead fly through wall 'til building crack up
Me no send no flesh for my freedom
Me go praise the Rastafari, the creator
Me a the baddest man in Jamaica
I rock for Don Corleone, the maker
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