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Bounty Killer

Bounty Killer (born Rodney Basil Price; 12 June 1972; Kingston, Jamaica) is a Grammy nominated Jamaican reggae and dancehall deejay. He is the founder of a dancehall collective known as The Alliance. more »

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Huh 
From J.A. To-T Dot, huh 
Respect big you should see that
Aye yo, hello, huh, it's Bounty Killer, Kardinal
Aye yo, hello, look at dat Lord, mi gyal

And we do it like, huh
They should know
Oh
That's right
Yeah, a yagga yagga, yagga yagga, yo yo (okay)
Lord have mercy

Huh, yeah 
A yagga yagga, yagga yo, yo yo
It's Mr. Kardinal comin' through my niggas, good morning
Are ya'll ready? 
Okay, here we go

Lord have mercy (mi sing seh)
Kardi Kardi, he likes to party
He cause nuff trouble, drinks a little Bacardi
He's, just the man who's on the mic (mic)
And when he's walkin' through a club he likes the skins tight (okay)
For all a y'all thinkin' he rhymin' well
It's just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you cause a Kardi condition
To spread peace and love, aye yo, that's my mission
So a listen, a to what we say
Silverhouse makes the funky rhythms everyday (that's right)

I, wake up around eight o'clock in the morning
Practice all my verses 'cause we soon on tour and
Go to the bathroom to wash up
Thinkin' 'bout the last female who just got stuck
And say, mirror mirror, on, the wall
I know I'm type fresh am I fresher than the mall?
Yes yes y'all, five minutes it lasted
My girls got my money like I'm Old Dirty Bastard
The vibe I spread not just for show
I get ill, Kardinal steady runnin' things still

Mi sing seh, when rudebwoy inna di place
Not a funny man can't chat inna mi face (okay)
Stand up for di people, represent fi every race (uh huh)
Rockin' to di rhythm and mi bang it to di bass (yeah)

Mi sing seh, Killer Kardinal inna di place
Watch how di hot gal dem a whine up dem waist
Anywhere dem legal, mi a follow di trace
Soap man ah scope out fi deal with dem case

Yo, yo yo 
Bust the ill gramatics, hip-hop fanatics
Porno stars couldn't CV my tactics
Y'all might see me up on your MTV
Sayin' F the president, the government, and the beast
We do the biznass while dealin' with business
Doin' push ups at your wife's house for fitness
And say I never been there and swear on the goodness (that's right)

Some chickens callin' me the royal hoodness
Put these rhymes in your magazine for measure
The triple XL wrapped strapped to give ya pleasure
Droppin' some conscience thoughts and at leisure
Twistin' theoretical thought patterns to seizures (word)
Maneuverin' mic mishaps to make some classic type content
Cleanin' up the fake out the average listener 
Lookin' for the cursor
Look here, do I look like the average person? (Nope)
Six foot four mom said, "Don't talk to whores"
Skettles are floozies my attitude's choosy
So speak up when your addressin' the name
All I wants the assets y'all keep the fame, still

Mi sing seh, when rudebwoy inna di place (yeah)
Not a funny man can't chat inna mi face (okay)
Stand up for di people, represent fi every race 
Rockin' to di rhythm and mi bang it to di bass (yo, yo yo)

Mi sing seh, Killer Kardinal inna di place (uh huh)
Watch how di hot gal dem a whine up dem waist
Anywhere dem legal, mi a follow di trace
Soap man ah scope out fi deal with dem case

Yo yo, yo yo
Curse if you must 'cause my whole crew buss
So big that the streets nickname my mic notorious
Girls rush to try to blow us like dust
But we avoid the lust and remain like cold Crush
My whole team victorious, old school like Amadeus at the Apollo
Pop lockin' for Rollo, sippin' on the white bottle
Right from T-Dot or peace tomorrow
But no squabble just necks gettin' throttled
You thought it was a bottle it was just self control
From me knockin' you the f*ck out layin' you out cold (God damn)
Stop talkin' let your records do the walkin'
While I'll be laid up in jam down sylarkin

From Jamaica back to T-Dot
Killer Kardinal a rip di place, tell dem a we dat
Girls a scream and guh long like dem a idiot
We have dem weak and everybody see dat
Perfect lady, mi a wonder if a she dat?
Woman a mi dream this girl wanna be dat
Fat in her jeans, Kardinal him would a squeeze dat
Put on di ring and di Killer nah go leave dat (ya know?)
I'm fallin, could you believe dat?
Everything she have fi offer mi wan retrieve dat
Fashion and mi love you know seh she gwan receive dat
Legacy mi real estate she a achieve dat, you must believe dat

Fire 
Yeah niggas is gettin' nervous, aha
Yeah, fire

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