Tommy Lee - The Scourge Of God | Текст песни

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Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmmmmmhmmmm

As night come down nerve start run
Transform to a level everywhere a lock down
Blood thirst wi deh come
Rise every gun lord what a body come

{Chorus}

People seh wi fly wi meck di eagle cry
Hey any bwoy run him down an meck hi fly
Hi rise
Hi rise
Some bwoy fi know wi an dem no size
Hmmmmmmmm
Wi no play wi no give a fu*k
Jay mi press di chigger pon di bamma till hi bruk
Fi real
Fi real
All who cyan hear a go feel
Hmmmmmmmmm

{Verse 1}

Gaza tell dem Tommy Lee sick
Run up pon any Bwoy run up one click
Rhhhhrhhhhhh
Nothing nah stick
Gun a sing like a gipsy go lo put quick
Rass pagan hold a back flick
Hold a one folo
Hold a casket
Chi chi pumpy shot yo dead quick
Spikle look in a yo marrow an spit

How yuh fi war wid di symptom sees yuh wi dead
Aim wid mi rifle a one to yo head
Mi cry fi mi peacefully lay yuh to bed
Mi heart haffi release
Hmmmmmmmmmmm

{Repeat Chorus}

{Verse 2}

Cocam run up pon bwoy wid di colashny coff
Cyan diss di Gaza head back wi buss
Hm yo head cup lift up
Shell down yo henz get a cigarette buff
Yo cyan win di war cause wi nah give up
Rifle kick up plus mother a sick up
Rhhh di glock dem chip up
Rapid dem buss Maddens ready pick up
Mi sing fi di thugs dem a sparta weh mad
Mi sign to dem rifle alone body bag
Mi sing fi mi cross an mi cane an mi rod
And mi sing fi mi bible fi read
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