Alkaline - Heartless k**az lyrics

Me dawg Jahvy produce da one yah, you see? Fool say him big, bad and bold Tru Amba**ador Muzik Nah frighten a soul Out yah, so we no to watch face Head a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll A we say dark and wicked, haunted and torment Amba**ador No compa**ion, no guilt Oosh move Burn, k**, destroy Strike team full a, heartless k**er, we no response Straight bines to your face from you diss man P***y, up a your mumma yard, with the six pence Knock her up, the b***h better no put up no resistance A who tell unno say me a Christian? Jungle twelve bad, this a never fiction Yo we, drop off dem head, a shot the narrow dish pan Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run My war can’t beg or buy out People no stop drop till all me enemies dem die out No care who waan bawl till dem eyeball dry out Bullet enter dem forehead through dem head back it fly out, p***y A true from wha’ day man try keep me calm The f**er dem a flip up like say dem think me gone A man put a battery inna dem back, turn dem on So dem rise, a so dem fall, easy like Sunday morn’ We a, heartless k**er, we no response A bines to your face, p***y, from you diss man We say, up a your mumma yard, with the six pence Knock her up and she better no put up no resistance A who tell unno say me a Christian? Jungle twelve bad, this a never fiction Yo we, drop off dem head, a shot the narrow dish pan Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run Turn on the ‘K and beat it and beat it Mek him say dem no bother fi a kneel it Him have a thing ‘pon him couldn’t reach it Knock the marrow over deh, same time retrieve it Grandfather, you no Godfather New k**ers inna the system, now a one order Dem a ask who say that, tell dem dandada Go in, before me bun your skin like lava Dem go sip like cissies, a no man, dem a b**hes Dem no bother bloodclaat carry gun fi exhibit Your bat a gwaan flick it, me gun nah no limit Angel a d**h come down and pay you a visit Him get a funeral cah him don’t hear Waan badman fi pity you, bwoy me don’t care Flat line ‘pon him machine weh gi’ him Doctors press sup’m ‘pon him chest, bawl out, ‘Clear!” We a, heartless k**er, we no response A bines to your face, p***y, from you diss man We say, up a your mumma yard, with the six pence Knock her up and she better no put up no resistance A who tell unno say me a Christian? Jungle twelve bad, this a never fiction Yo we, drop off dem head, a shot the narrow dish pan Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run Heartless k**er, we no response A bines to your face, p***y, from you diss man We say, up a your mumma yard, with the six pence Knock her up and she better no put up no resistance A who tell unno say me a Christian? Jungle twelve bad, this a never fiction Yo we, drop off dem head, a shot the narrow dish pan Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run A who tell unno say me a Christian? Jungle twelve bad, this a never fiction Yo we, drop off dem head, a shot the narrow dish pan Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run Head a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll Head a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll, a roll Shoot up eeh funeral, then the drop the casket and run