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BRAMMA & KARTEL-MY OWN-LYRICS

Intro

 

U know its the bramma

And di teacha fi life

Me nuh go weh and come back wid knife

 

Chorus

 

When me go fi my own

Me a put shot up in a bwoy dome

Teacha mek a step up in a bwoy zone

Coulda beg and bawl peace,

Boom boom boom we a squeeze dem dead

Boom boom boom we a squeeze dem dead

Me beat, di mak 11,

*lo** a run in a di street

Crowd a draw

Body cover unda sheet

U dis bramma u shouldnt dweet

p*u**yy, boom boom boom we a squeeze dem dead

Boom boom boom we a squeeze dem dead

 

Verse 1

 

Wen we a squeeze bwoy dead and gone

Get lead and corn

Then bled and balm

Di bwoy dem a sleep in a bed unharm so me kick off di door kill Ted and Vaughn.

Skin get burn like craig dem song

Me nuh fling stone like fred and barn

Maxfield gun dem mek bwoy lay down flat

Like gra** weh spread pon lawn

Dem come a war and dem a gwaan like dem a fighta

Addi gas dem and me bun dem wid a lighta

Den me swing di 6 pants 2 side like typewriter

Bramma weh u a buss

BOOOOMMBB!

That hotta than ants nest king

Go fi my own a nuh conferencing

Bwoy head lef pon the damn fencing

The 6 pants,

A nuh pants lenght ting

A finga strenght

A nuh arms wrestling

By my side weh the clangs dem cling

One orda we buss it caa me song dem sing

We mek dem endz tun Iraq weh di b****s dem fling

 

Chorus

 

Verse 2

 

When me go fi my own me business who waa come gwaan like dem caa bleed

Dem see me AK, Mark seet an dead

An a look, dem caa read

Kartel jus rise up this

In a bwoy face me just rise up dis

In a lungs shot squeeze

Dot eyes and twist,dead

Bwoy caa breathe 

Me hav me gun in a hand

Wid xtra clips on my waist

Copper me gi pon a haste

*lo** haffi drip an a waste

Dem jus a lip an a trace

Dem jus a bitch an a waste.

Copper a put in a face

Buss my gun

Bwoy lie down flat

Me nuh bruce lee

Me nuh fight c****at

Me nuh jet lee

Me nuh try knunchaks

Wen this clap all di sky tun black

Thru bwoy neck man a fly gunshot

That hot, hotta than wen sylum pack

Guardman a peep like wen

Kartel i dun chat

Who fa dat

 

Chorus

 

Verse 1

 

Chorus *2

 

 

AUTO 61x23

 

bricko 103x50

 

gf 39x21

 

PROTEC 37x33

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