Rifle Sing Sweet

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