Rifle Sing Sweet - Intellectual

[Intro:]

Da-

Daseca, look how long we nuh kill no bwoy, and now dem draw we out

But, them brighter then 20 bulb, and need some sorting out

Them hear the 'K a sing so sweet and think them saw di ghost

Daseca, kill them fast, and raise the glass, and start the toast

How da rifle yah sound so sweet like Beres Hammond

It longer than the locks of Junior Gong

And you see when mi wave it, it spit fire like Capleton

Mi six panse black and ugly like Ninja Man

Loooord

Pussy!

If you know how mi would a pree fi kill you, you woulda slice yuh wrist

Buck him pon the nozzle a the thing, him talk all type a shit

Dem seh, mi kinda sick

Al Qaeda shit

Nozzle pon yuh lip, mi finger click, just like you light a spliff

Mi wi' use the Uzi mek the bullet lick yuh, microchip

Put one inna yuh granny foot, fi show you seh mi psychotic

We nuh inna the bag of chatting, no, we nuh like gossip

But when the 45 a click, decide if you would a like a clip

Seaview

A nuh likkle time mi haffi sit up and sleep

'Cause a nuh likkle bwoy we a kick up and beat

Everyday sittin haffi pick up pon street

'Cause the .45 just a lick out bwoy teeth

Police dem run in pon the Dapa last week

And say, "Hoii, you! With the plat up head under peek"

"Nuh you mi hear have a clean 16 a beat?"

"Gyal a scream, see sittin weh long under sheet"

"Tell yuh mumma, buy the coffin and the wreath"

"'Cause tonight you a sleep pon the cold concrete"

"Too much people a say, you go 'bout and thief"

"And anyweh you go, people heart start weep"

Watch ya!

Officer, I beg you ask her please

The gyal weh tell you that, nuh she a the last bawl, please

When the Glock start breeze

Bere informer a pree, but dem cyan say a we, chargy