Mavado - Dem Dead A' Ready (RIP)

This come like joke to me
The bwoy should a hear
When mommy tell you, "Put your weapon down"
See it, a Madden's fridge the pussy deh 'pon now
Dead yah now
Jah know

You no man? You fi stop trace
Poppy, mind me buss a shot inna your frock face
Mek me rise every rifle from outta the Gully
Send you 6 foot deep between black space
None of your friend can war me
Pussy, when you see me, try harm me
Gully Side kill you and your army
Lef' dem stink, like Sharon punanny
Straight up, me no call this a victory
Jah know
Unno call this, a big man a beat up a pickney
Weh no grow
All me fans dem a laugh, this a war ya no fit me
Done know man a murder, strictly
Dem a fire RPG weh a go miss
The .40 still a full him up of shot, like 50
Me a talk MAK-90 rifle, .45 calo
Your killy killy dem a money friends weh you borrow
My war arrow, gun powder 'pon marrow
Learn that inna your bloodclaat head tomorrow

You no ready fi the war
Everybody, a laugh
No ready, dead already
Me a kill bwoy from long time
Oh, from long time
Pussy, come a talk
And never know him a put him foot inna landmine

When me a kill people, him a get box up and beaten
Cry every time when him boss call a meeting
Him waan dead, a flop-caan duppy season
Fi kill dem, me no need 30 reasons
One line 'bout, "Dutty Dread"
Fish bwoy, with the bubbles inna fucking head
Rock off, and pop off, all your puppy dead
Step over dem yard and kill, all who no fi dead
Come a gwaan like a Tuffy dem
Anyweh a Cherry Garden me go fi dem
Come a chat like Nuffy dem
Kill dem easy, badness a no fi dem
Then no you, come a me yard inna style?
Tell you Unruly fans say you sleep 'pon me tile
Look how me could a kill you in your sleep and smile
Gully Side rifle, soak inna oil
Portmore, feed him to the crocodile!
A wha' tek Saint Thomas poca child?
Man a control
Yet the street have your file
You no see underpants get your killy dem wild?
You dead!

You no ready fi the war
Everybody, a laugh
No ready, dead already
Me a kill bwoy from long time
Oh, from long time
Pussy, come a talk
And never know him a put him foot inna landmine

Note:

This song is a diss for Popcaan and is a counteraction to Popcaan's diss song RPG. Popcaan responded to this song, Dem Dead A' Ready (RIP), with two songs: Born Ready and Slaughterhouse Style.

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