Alkaline - Badness It Name

Yo
Murder
After this me no waan hear nothing from none a unno
Hear that
Murder, murder, me thing deh
You hear that
Yo dawg, you no have no body fi fling weh (fling weh)
Yo Frass, push
Alright then

Murder gwaan, Ruger get the blame
Did fi go fi one, but every man get the grain
A we go duppy dem, a no like we shame
Go in front the judge, tell her a badness it name
Wha' fi change if a man get detain
People still a go missing, hog a nyam dem remain
Gun a no sittn weh Detta brandish fi fame
Push the nozzle up under him chin and slam out him
Push, maga man with a Glock inna waist
Big rifle mek up fi me skinny body and me lack inna weight
Shoob out one inna the Glock in case
A man run on, me turn on, hollow point a rock him face

.223 a tackle you straight
When that lick you, you levitate
Pick you up and fling you back in the days
Car left on, just a throttle a wait
Ketch upon him
Mummy never hear him when him a rattle the gate

Calm dung, bwoy a wha' do you
Shot a deal with your chest ruffer than how the grabber do you
Smith & Wesson a buss as a duo
Clap it inna the left, me clap it inna the right
And a stagger you go
Bruk the hand dem weh your mother gi' you
Could a send a man fi buss out your head
But me would a rather kill you
White sheet, body bag a fi you
Tuff chat 'pon the internet
You d'even know a wha' that you do

So the father, so the son dead the same
Cry if unno waan, but a badness it name
Dem beg fi it, now dem waan complain
Nobody no say nothing a badness it name, push
Put me inna a category with a hurricane
Anybody defend it a sorrow and pain
Badness it name, tell dem a badness it name
Go in front the judge and tell her a badness it name

No finger print when the clip dem a load
No face, no trace, no case, me stell deh a road
Start with the Taurus and after me get the Colt
So from me young we never 'fraid a soul
CAPS LOCK me name, me bold
Gi' me gyal me Mac 11 fi hold
Babylon a circle the place and a patrol
If me get ketch with this, five years inna the hole
Magazine full a story weh never be told, hey
Lef' dem a tremble and the time no cold
Warhead jump out, spent shell a slide a road
Nowadays if you live fi see 25, that's old
And if me get a penalty, me a go strike a goal, push
Dem disrespect, dem no deserve fi live
Weh me come from none a we no know the word forgive
Bury dem inna cement, chop and mince the rib
Mek dem nyam gunshot till it get insipid, push

So the father, so the son dead the same
Cry if unno waan, but a badness it name
Dem beg fi it, now dem waan complain
Nobody no say nothing a badness it name, push
Put me inna a category with a hurricane
Anybody defend it a sorrow and pain
Badness it name, tell dem a badness it name
Go in front the judge and tell her a badness it name

Man dead, another man just diss
With him gun inna him waist, what a man wutless
Weh dem have gun for, dem fi have cutlass
Me go slug the witness not a damn justice
Yo dwag, you no have no body fi fling weh
Dem feel a tra la laa, a murder me thing deh
Murder, murder me thing deh

Watch ya
The man a bawl like a big pussy gyal (gyal)
Go wash your face, stop move like a big sissy gyal
Dawg, a no me dem fool yah, waan gi' chat
You would a hear seh man wicked now if me gi' him gunshot
Think 'bout that, a no nothing fi me fling dung that
And me belt cross me shoulder, could a be one sash
Lee Milla dem no bad, dem just a sing 'bout strap
Mek dem know DJ Frass
Alright then

Note:

This song is a diss for Vybz Kartel and Popcaan.

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