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From Me Hold Him
Ninjaman
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Now hear this!
Yeah, yeah, yeah man
Dem think say me a joke man
This is no partiality nor no skin teeth
And after dem look fi me, dem hear me
Go do Reggae Sound Splash, Border Clash
And me no say nothing 'bout Sting
But anyway, listen yah people
Look yah, mek me deh try
Yes, I'm standing in the middle of the
National Stadium with a microphone in my hand
Waiting for I and I opponent fi come
Test me inna I man little competition
Don't know what kind of lyrics him a
Fling, but Don Gorgon with the reality
Me ago show dem how me front teeth, gold teeth, nah no sympathy
You no see the man a diss you now?
A see me ago leave dem down
Guess wha' happen people, it's like say
From me hold him 'til when me kill him
Who me talking? Me friend Shabba Ranking
From me hold him 'til when me kill him
Bandana belly, this a no form of joke
You listen it
Down at Reggae Sound Splash, where me grab him
As him come out of the helicopter, God knows say me hold him
Then me carry him a Denby Showground, you know say him teeth
And I just start to give him nothing but one piece of strap
But the wickedest part, a the man blasted beat
And me hold him four days straight 'cause him know me ago kill him
Me say, no, no, no
From me hold him 'til when me kill him
Who me talking? Me friend Shabba
Me tell unuh
From me hold him 'til when me kill him
This yah - You a hear me, me bredrin?
When me hold him pon the four day
And me go tell unuh 'bout the beating
Me ago show unuh how me cruel when me a do the Sassinate
You know say, pon the 23rd of December me talking, that a 1990
We done no form of skin teeth
You know 'round a St. Mary, that's where me just grab him
And pick out him ten fingernail dem, that a so me just laugh
Me say, send him home and make dem bathe him and dress him
And give him a different suit of clothes
That means say him clean when him come in
Hold him!
Inna the night, that a the evening, that a the 24th
That a Christmas Eve, that when me talking
Remember 25th a Jesus birthday, that just pass
Inna the 26th of December me ago hold him inna Sting and kill him
So tell unuh
From me hold him 'til when me kill him
Who me talking? Me friend Shabba
Me tell unuh
Standing in the middle of the National
Stadium with my microphone inna me hand
Who me waiting from? No anyone weh come
Test me inna this yah little competition
I don't know what kind of lyrics dem ago
Fling, but me ago juke dem with reality
Me inna front teeth, gold teeth, gun pon teeth
Don Gorgon no feel no body, me nah no sympathy
I'm gonna leave dem down
Hear wha' happen, star
It's like say, from me hold him 'til when me kill him
I goin' tell you 'bout the competition when it begin
Me say, from me hold him 'til when me kill him
People no listen 'bout the part inna Sting
When me jump pon the stage and I man deh deh talking
The first lyrics me jump up, this the one weh me say
Me say, "Look how me nice, look how me sweet
Make me hear you say, 'Gun pon teeth'
If you want a DJ fi run things sweet, don't hesitate, call the Jumpa"
Me say, people jump up and dem start fi to speak
And say, "Lord, original front teeth, gold teeth, you know who sweet"
Me say, "Likkle after that", me say, "People hear yah"
Me see dem call up me bredrin weh dem call name Shabba
Him have on one of the big pants dem
You know say it a go Shabba, but him have it tight on pon him back
And me say, "Massa, look here"
Me say
From me hold him 'til when me kill him
About the stage show, that's what me explain
Me tell unuh, from me hold him 'til when me kill him
This yah wicked and the thing name Sassinate
Me say, when me go and me talk the one piece of talking
Some reality lyrics weh the Don Gorgon is fling
Him no know weh Shabba come from
With him piece of chasing 'bout original front teeth, gold teeth
Don Gorgon deh pon piece of bowing
After me no fool-fool man inna the dirty living
Me say, me hold on pon the mic and then me start one piece of song
Me say, "Me rather me die poor, me reach 21 before me die as a pauper"
Me say, when me drop, when me draw that deh one deh
Me say, people hear yah, people jump and kick out
And start to turn over, dem no know...