Lyrics:
you know me full ah sin (weh)
Bwoy, murder wi' gwan
So tell me if ah murder you want
Bwoy, mh, murder wi' gwan
Kill yuh family and run di remand
Joy amang the birk leaves
Coy be she beneath the bow'r
She wi' only shirtsleeves
Less hae she wi' ev'ry hour
Tho' time an' the Lord stan' between us
I'll never forget
The first time I met
Wi' sweet Annie Stump
Ba gum! she wor plump!
She come up to me,
'Hey, Willyum,' says
'Be's't lookin' for owt?'
until his dying day
The captain will, for his captain's pay, obey
The general order of battle play
The generals bow to the government, obey the charge
did Wis-con-sin boy
She stole a New-brass-key
Too bad that Arkan saw, boy
And so did Tenne-see
It made poor Flori-di, boy
It made poor Flori-di,
Dem seh dem hot yah now
But wi hot long time
This is not a secret to keep inna u mind
Dem seh wi hot yah now
But wi hot long time
This is not
You ready for battle with super defense
Defence
cye
Wi a heirs addi pupa
wi a joint heirs wid di Son
wi a baan addi Spirit
wi a sons an wi a one
Wi
hard and shit, if you know what's best for you
Y'all niggas better safeguard your shit
Even though we rep brass knuckle rap
Fuck with street geniuses
Make Money, Make Money, (ahh) but don't bow fi it
Money don't change we,
Wi ah money changa,
If you dis wi ah danga,
Wi work hard fi wi paper,
him true
I'd make him kind
And Hot hot hot hot
Caramel complexed and sweet like sugar
He's got to be Hot hot hot hot
Caramel complexed bow legged
the Fountain of Youth, when I'm free in my brain
(Bring in the horns) You hear that fucking brass?
(Fucking brass, nigga) That's little boy nigga with
generous)
He's got slaves, he's got servants and flunkies
(Proud to work for him)
They bow to his whim love serving him
They're just lousy with loyalty
Banga
Yo easy me dweet like Mick Jagga
Bow!
Chorus:
To myself, me nuh need dem strength
Dem wi’ tek it an tell dem friend
Paranoid me nuh too pree dem
dem a seh dem love mi personality
Mi guh a foreign and big up mi nationality
Mi love di money but mi nah bow fi vanity
Mi see di fassy dem a come
nuh inna wi class
Fi wi pocket a gold while fi dem a brass
And when wi a roll a we and the dogs
Some drop top bimmer and some gyal inna drawse
Wi a chop
the river
Cause deep down plumbing life is too cramped for me
I got wood legs and bow legs and no legs at all
Goddamn! Would you accept a collect call?
Oh
coffin died),
That love had been sae ill to win,
I had lock'd my heart in a case o' gowd (gold),
And pinn'd it wi' a siller (silver) pin.
And O! if my
from Fort Lincoln that morning
And the band they played the Garryowen
Brass was shining, flags a flowin
I swear if I had only known
I'd have wished that
generous)
He's got slaves, he's got servants and flunkies
(Proud to work for him!)
They bow to his whim, love serving him
They're just lousy with loyalty
(Proud to work for him!)
(They bow to his whim love serving him)
(They're just lousy with loyalty to Ali! Prince Ali!)
Prince A- we're waiting for
dem a seh dem love mi personality
Mi guh a foreign and big up mi nationality
Mi love di money but mi nah bow fi vanity
Mi see di fassy dem a come
We need
The Son
To lead the way
To a new day
Burnt brass
Eyes aflame
A consuming fire
Bow to His name
Burnt brass
Burnt brass
Standing tall in fertile
an play
So the younger generation nuh bow to folly
Listen, black is wi joy and pride
How can you forget that is the same boat wi ride
Kill wi one anedda
those demons tru
Mi nuh kno bow you
But
1 ting bout
1 ting bout wi
(Chorus)
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