Tommy Lee, Tommy Lee, Tommy Lee All you ah talk and nuh inna nothin' Pree yuh soul come 'way Frighten Y'ah hear me still? Me nah make dem tek mi life, yuh zimi Ah di mad ting mi own, zimi (hail e Lord Luci) As dem start, catch a body Big Glock 40 shot up e party (ha) Big batty catty ah rev e Saki Travel through traffic, she clap e 'Matic As e pussy dem speak, put a shot inna him mouth Nada killa get squeal, yuh family wipe out Head get steamy, Venom ah boil up None ah dem na live fi tell e Five-O Yo hombre, me kill people from Sunday to Sunday Anywhere me go you know mi gun deh The Benelli belly full all when me hungry Kill bwoy brawling, me never run weh My yute stop bitch Yuh gyal ah suck mi cocky an' mek e sloppy You nuh see a bad bitch? She love e badness She video it she like it, two ah we watch it Di link dem pyshco, have duppy like wow We energy mighty, we left yuh lights out We have some killa dyke wah will shot yuh right now inna e crowd And she nuh need nuh night time fi buss yuh damn throat If dem ah move speedy, we full ah Nitro So me wake up breeze, when me step inna e clutch Di dust devil squeeze and ah rip up all 'bout Can't catch you by feet we ah kill you by drone Wah you say you want, war? Pull up and and him pump 10 Grand inna e tank Pull up pon di three ah dem Bree chip lost People say fi change so me gi' dem shop change Dem say me pathological, dem say me deranged From me likkle bit me evil, dem say me act weird Now me fulla ghost like Maria Voistin Tell him me a ghost and him nuh fi try me As dem, boom shot inna him mouth Nada killa get squeal, yuh family wipe out Head get steamy, Venom ah boil up None ah dem na live fi tell e Five-O "Jeesam peas" ah yuh gyal ah bawl When yuh marrow jump out An itch up inna her mouth Killas like these, dem will stress you right out From yuh born wid steel, today me ah find out Ah wah do some man? (Hey) Feed dem to di legion You nuh see di vengeance, intention inna mi dwag's heart? Nuff soul trap inna we eye ball (my God) Some accurate gun we ah buss inna war (brrt) Rapid up, mi chip inna e car Tek him out calm, mek me gyal mash up him and him dawg Me nuh see ah weh dem head gone Sparta, we nuh no wall Siv out inna e field like a world cup ball People seh me deal as dem pull up man gone Wul ah dem a vex like man shouldn't born, ayy Hail Lord Luci, hail e Lord Luci Hail Lord Luci, hail e Lord Luci Hail Lord Luci, hail e Lord Luci Hail Lord Luci, hail e Lord Luci Now wah dis 'ya? Wah you want from me? All ah di pussy dem weh nuh like we Bring dem soul come gimme Mek dem know you know None of dem pussy get up inna life, yuh zimmi Yuh zimmi (hail e Lord Luci, hail e Lord Luci)
Written by: Leroy Russell
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