Booo! - Intellectual

[Intro]

Ms. Dynamite inside the place, listen to the Dynamite

Ms. Dynamite, Ms. Dynamite, Ms. Dynamite inside the place

With the Sticky

And you know, and you know we're gonna get them kinda hype

And you know, and you know we're gonna get them kinda hyper

H-H-Hyper, hy, hy, hyper inside the place

Hyper inside the place, Hy, hy, hyper

And we tell them...

[Hook]

Get'a wid di riddim get'a wid da drum

Why fight an guh long like you nah want some?

Like my lyrical tongue be your medicine

Get'a wid di riddim get'a wid da drum

Why fight an guh long like you nah want some?

Like my lyrical tongue be your medicine

[Verse 1]

Feel da bad gyal bass

Feel da bad gyal bass injection

Dis a DJ wid di boom selection

This ones psychotic it should be sectioned

It's the range insane weh we feel no pain

Excuse while I get into your brain

Let da bass a vibrate dem veins

Will fuck you up like it was cocaine, cause a...

Dibi-dee di dynami-tee to get di people dem a lively

[Hook]

And dem a shout "Booo" inna yo head

Lyrical shot, get pop if i spread

Gotta do di sum'n, dat everybody dread

Make da gunman a run out, call feds I said

Dem a shout "Booo" inna yo head

Lyrical shot, get pop if i spread

Gotta do di sum'n, dat everybody dread

Make da gunman a run out, call feds I said

[Verse 2]

Gett'a wid da little bit a base an drum

Inna yuh soul, fuck da bore an fuck da gun

Because a back in da day was all about fun

Taking you back a mi lyrical tongues

My only weapon, fuck powder, fuck pills

A thrill, no cost don't kill

Yeh stand still

I'mma link you wid a vibe dat you can feel

Because itz not about all dem attitude

An its not about dem bad vibes

No matter who you are an no matter what you do

You can get some of our natural high

It's not about a dem attitude

It's not about dem bad vibes

No matter who you are (who you are)

What you do (what you do)

An mi nah care weh to crib

No dogs aloud inna di race

Assassin bruddas must behave, an boy

Please stop dem fuckeries

About ya grabbin' breast an batty an wonder why

She, vex so when yuh so grabby-grabby

Tell him flee if he step disrespectfully (it's he)

Tell him off

Tell him off, tellin me, tellin me, tell him flee

Though some gyals think dem too nice

Dey stan up innna place dem a pay big price

Dawk talk but dem a cold like ice

Try screw bout she bout an scary as spice

Man inna di venue dem a too rah-rah

Only wanna get a little a pu-nah-nah

An I'm like "chaa" cause dem blah-blah

Dat is da rest, me nah too rah-rah-rah

Rah-raahted it bumba-bumbaclarted

Get'a wid da riddim nuh get me started

Me nah come fi vex me jus wanna rave, hey

Nah fuss nah fuss or fight har

Girlfriend stop yah noise is nah right'a

Lettin' off to every bredda in sight'a

I don't wanna be impolite'a

But its like ya bagga beggy fi yuh breast tonight

[Hook]

"Booo" inna yo head

Lyrical shot, get pop if i spread

Gotta do di sum'n, dat everybody dread

Make da gunman a run out, call feds I said

Dem a shout "Booo" inna yo head

Lyrical shot, get pop if i spread

Gotta do di sum'n, dat everybody dread

Make da gunman a run out, call feds I said

[Outro]

Listen to da dy-na-mite

Listen to da dy-na-mite, inside the place

It's not about about the fire lit (no)

Not about the, drugs

It's just about, about the love

Love for the music

Love for the bass

Bass

There's no need

For all this badness in the place

Dibi-dee di dynami-tee