Lyrics:
dis badman, not physical
But lyrical yu go dis Beenie Man
And mek mi fans det mad
But don't matter which form a D.J.
If yu rascine yu dead
gal dem man
Heavy D, Pete Rock and Beenie Man
Three a we together come fi rule di station
Well after all
Siddung in mi yard I get this big phone call
grabba fi blend
Highgrade man ah bun up when mi tun up
Gimme weed fi blend
Gunshot we give dem hear mi tell yu
We nuh need no friend
Nuff bwoy dead out
vally
[Chorus]
A man weh dis any pussy, anybody, any Mr. Man
Worse if yuh dis mi wid mi clock dem ina mi hand
Any bwoy weh dis Beenie Man a dead
Now I and I say eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And He that live by the sword shall die by the sword
And if you're Christian go to Church
Alright,
A nuh one by one
A nuh three by three
A nuh four by four man a dead
If a nuh mi radio a look pan mi tv all mi si more and more man a dead
Man all
spend some time
Figet just friends in by we aguh cross that line
Aguh gi yu real good yu aguh wah next time
Why why why
Gyal yu affi come over spend some
vally
A man weh dis any pussy, anybody, any Mr. Man
Worse if yuh dis mi wid mi clock dem ina mi hand
Any bwoy weh dis Beenie Man a dead man
Wol
ganja planes flyin high
di poor man im a try
yu tink a lickle try im try
holdin awn bye an bye
wen a dallah cyaan buy
a lickle dinnah fi a fly
J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica, J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica
Yu na see us walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk
Jamaica anywe unu de,
J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica, J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica
Yu na see us walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk
Jamaica anywe unu de,
to have rules, not lulus,
Never have I seen a man run that fast,
I'm surprised that he never done a poo poo (fart noise),
Oi donut, dickhead beenie man's
A dung to zed
Betweenie Man, yuh mek yuh grammy get to yuh head
Mi nuh business di whole a dem gone
Merciless him dead at Sting before di day beyond
Come
the tales bout the struggle of man
I do understand
This world (This world This World) can be everything Yu make it
Don't get cut short by niggas hating cuz
heaven or hell,
Choose one,
We believe, we believe Yu can choose one, now
We believe, we believe yeah heaven or hell choose one..
Since by man came death,
Gardens a Norbrook
Man a yod' from a place no safe
Yu' no wise around ya', Yu' get caught up
One shoes, one suit,
A no like me no know do without
Wah
Yu already kno man
Vybez
Said I'm one in a million
Yu wish yu could clone me
I did this shii by my lonely
I did this shii wit no homies
Can't let
Bury me a G
Tell me how can I survive? Remember me?
Life as a G
These money making activities is killin' me
I'm tryna ball
But the alcohol making me
put yu on a headstone
Caught em at the light air it out I was dead wrong
Nie he wanna diss me cuz my killers got his mans gone
Up that dirty 30 won’t
Man nah go dead I hope yuh (Get Yourself A Gun)
I have my own I hope yuh (Get Yourself A Gun)
Nah run again I hope yuh (Get Yourself A Gun)
Chi
thoughts under this beanie, man
No Beenie Man I'm a thinkin' man
And I've been thinkin', man, what you thinkin', man?
I'm thinkin' drive by, huh (drive
I'll be running these reds
I come in the hz and she giving me stares
Like boy where yu been I been getting this bread
Got impeached out the hz threw
And make moves by yourself so Yu the only one that know he dead
Mirror Mirror On The wall
Who the flyest of them all
Spend Dem racks up in da mall
Yea
uncomfortable
Well I am di rain fi mek all fire fuzzle
Well mi haffi wonder if a dem seh dem come a sizzle
Yuh dead in New York so how dead man fi risin???
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