Alkaline - d**h To Microwave (Popcaan Diss) lyrics

(Chorus) Him mother hold her breast and go down pon her knees Bwal to the sky seh Lord tek him please Find Microwave dead inna cane piece Diss the wrong man and pick up couple grain piece (Verse 1) Me naw send nobody fi lydown a admission k** every bombora**claat opposition Glok 34 50-round ammunition A the first it a squeeze, a body gone mortician Bwoy freeze like seh him get a vision Same suh him dead eye open fly a pigeon Gunman a buss a nuh fenormal civilian Suh dem a medz wrong if dem think a competition Yow Fross All wa a gwaan a just da likkle girl deh mi sorry fah A she alone know the pain Pu**y hole run all you waan but you cyaa hide from yo dirty ways People a St. Thomas to this day still a talk bout you likkle case Naw talk bout murder case (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 2) Yow flower Wheel out, everything a squeeze out 30 clip a fire yo duppy a leap out You get a week coming like you weak out Couldn’t give the people dem nothing fi tweet bout Dem a laughing stock real joke Shot a fire up hear Microwave a scream out Naw stop talk seh a freak out Any step you meck just know you head a leek out A just da likkle girl deh mi sorry fah A she alone know the pain Pu**y hole run all you waan but you cyaa hide from yo dirty ways People a St. Thomas to this day still a talk bout you likkle case Naw talk bout murder case (Repeat Chorus)