Vybz Kartel - Rifle Shot

'Bout war inna the air
Your marrow gone far inna the air

After me kuff up the Gullyside
You a beg friend a Portmore, jackass
The first man stretch out him hand fi help you
Dah hand deh a chop off
Rifle binds inna your face, your bag get drop-off
Barber bwoy, when you see real badman, you fi lock off!
(Gaza me name)

When the rifle shot, dem start fi multiply
Only thing inna the air, a just your brain a fly
'Bout you a, "buss up the rifle dem"
How you so fucking lie?
A mussi clappas you a buss
You is a barber bwoy

Bumbohole!
Come a talk 'bout war inna air
(Kuff kwaff) Bwoy marrow gone far inna air
Shell down him ends, and piss inna the gully
Mek Blak Ryno put the car inna gear
50 caliber kick off inna pair
Shot swell him up, turn the dawg inna air
To the Gaza dem a no, no badman
Dem a badman moviestar fi the year
Stop bad up yourself
'Cause if you see me, you haffi take weh yourself
Your dog face dent
When shot run inna your forehead and take weh your health
Me glad seh you know you a go dead
Mek me start it first, hold a shot inna your head
Your neck pop like thread
Steam a come out him face like hot butter bread
'Bout me a fire old gun, and him a buss a brand new chopstick
Me lick him down with a old spinners
Mek him new gun match him new casket
Me get a shipment from Russia
Popcaan, full dem outta plastic
One a dem long like hand broom
29 longer than mopstick
Pimpin'

Rifle shot, dem start fi multiply
Only thing inna the air, a just your brain a fly
'Bout you a, "buss up the rifle dem"
How you so fucking lie?
A mussi clappas you a buss
You is a barber bwoy

Hair stylist!
A kill, me kill people
While a trim, you trim people
When you a fade, and a line, or shave
Me a roll out inna the tint vehicle
Gwaan hype up unno stinking self
True you a fuck Stephen
Notnice a the real badman producer
Addi a the real Lord Evil
The bwoy invite me a party
Like him waan me kill him inna the worse way
Like him waan me fi set off the bomb inna the cake
When Bounty a sing happy birthday
Bwoy, me nah go inna no Gully,
Better unno link me a Street Vybz Thursday
Any funny move
Bwoy marrow fly 'way, weh go drop inna the bird way

When the rifle shot, dem start fi multiply
Only thing inna the air, a just your brain a fly
'Bout you a, "buss up the rifle dem"
How you so fucking lie?
A mussi clappas you a buss
You is a barber bwoy

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