Vybz Kartel - Round Corna
EXPLICIT

[Intro]
Unno a ramp with bomboclaat me
Me name bomboclaat killer

Bomboclaat
Dawg, how him say him bad
And is a gyal kill him
When will they learn
Dem cyaan win
Gaza run the thing

[Verse 1]
Big Yard
Gunshot inna face a so the AK blast
So the gad head tear off
Bare stray dog have your brain fi breakfast
Too ears hard hold this and your ears part
A Addi run Gaza down a fifth phase
Not even a bad word cyaan cuss inna me place
If me no gi' no permission weh the fuck unno think
Me mek the Gully bwoy run lef' Cassava Piece
A so the likkle fish fast

[Chorus]
Dem shot yah go 'round corner
Run up inna your yard, turn your head inna disaster
You're dead inna the yard back
Fat shot, bun him up
Like me lef' me cellie 'pon the charger
Kill him with the likkle blind bwoy
One inna the likkle blind bwoy eye ball
Blood inna your eye now
Big Yard, White Hall
Nyam bwoy food, white squall fly gone

[Verse 2]
Every rifle up a Jakes Road
Lock off the street fi me kill the priest
Dem a say, "Teach him a try run weh go a airport"
Rockfort, nothing cyaan pass the lane mouth
KFC nah cook and a bare smoke
Flour Mill vacate, cement stay close
As me powder out this bwoy face
A cowboy forward with 'bout hundred plain clothes
Hillside, Melbrook, beat the sea coast
Nine Mile, Bull Bay, reach a beach road
Pines gi' me couple clip, mek me reload
No detour, boom, Portmore me reach home
A bare gyal a wait

[Chorus]
Dem shot yah go 'round corner
Run up inna your yard, turn your head inna disaster
You're dead inna the yard back
Fat shot, bun him up
Like me lef' me cellie 'pon the charger
Kill him with the likkle blind bwoy
One inna the likkle blind bwoy eye ball
Blood inna your eye now
Big Yard, White Hall
Nyam bwoy food, white squall fly gone

[Interlude]
Unno waan ramp with bomboclaat me
A me name bomboclaat killer


[Outro]
Well, this is Vybz Kartel
And me have a message fi the school youth dem
You see this badness thing yah
It no worth it, you hear
Stay inna school and get a education, youth
Just tek my foolish advice
Dem thing yah a just dead house and jail house, and
Crosses 'pon you and your family, and
You know, people weh you love and dem thing deh
You hear that, you no have nothing fi prove to no man
Just hold your composure, stay inna school, do your work
Mek your parents proud, you hear that
And 'member this
No matter how you poor
Or how you feel like nothing nah gwaan
Your life special, you hear
'Member me tell you that

Note:

This song is a diss for Mavado and Alkaline.

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