[Intro]
Done know how the thing go
Oh, oh
Str8
[Verse 1: Jahmiel]
First thing
Mama tell me say, me born special
And if that she no waan see me suffer
Just like they did to Jesus
See dem k** him in front him own mother
Look wha' Cain do to Abel (yeah man)
And the two a dem was brother
How me fi trust another
One d'even trust me shadow
[Chorus: Jahmiel & (Mavado)]
The crime rate keep going up
Cah the gun a my only luck
f** all a who waan see the Ras' fall
One bag a gun wul me up (s** your mother)
Right now me hot like (hahaha)
Nah mek dem cool me off
Try run in inna me spotlight (seen)
Rifle shot fold dem up
[Verse 2: Mavado & Jahmiel]
Some are wise and some otherwise
But a one shot close dem eyes
Really (really)
Badness
Nah gi' dem, no other
Man a fool dem
Ride off on wheelie
The brawlers gun related
Lef' bwoy grung related
White like
Hey
Bumbohole mussi think say badness can't stop
Your skin too though fi .45 shot
And inna your head the marrow drop inna your lap
Though, one inna your gutter better seh you ‘top chat
p**y stop tek badness to SnapChat
Spanish Town road stingers to
The brawlers put a rifle a every hotspot
And the murder rate higher than any
Tell dem badness can't stop again
Straight copper dem
k** dem, flowers haffi plant up a dem
Dem no bad a song, gra**hopper dem
Body stiking, no see the place raas hot again
[Chorus: Jahmiel & (Mavado)]
The crime rate keep going up
Cah the gun a my only luck
f** all a who waan see the Ras' fall
One bag a gun wul me up (yeah man)
Right now me hot like (hahaha)
Nah mek dem cool me off
Try run in inna me spotlight
Rifle shot fold dem up
[Verse 2: Mavado]
Inna badness a one way in go tell dem now
We a [?] rifle, dem lock [?] hear dem out
We no buy box, a shot dem, haffi wait dem out
The rifle dem love, dem could a hear dem shout
Stinking the morning, when jancrow a fly
Funeral again and people bawling, but
Say no gyal go call him
Sun down to dust up, a so the thing dem a bust up
Finger ‘pon the trigger that a touch up, mash up
Mini 14 lef' you crush up
Bwoy shirt and a catch up
[Chorus: Jahmiel & (Mavado)]
The crime rate keep going up
Cah the gun a my only luck
f** all a who waan see the Ras' fall
One bag a gun wul me up (you mad, you seen)
Right now me hot like
Nah mek dem cool me off
Try run in inna me spotlight
Rifle shot fold dem up
[Outro: Mavado & Jahmiel]
Some are wise and some otherwise
But a one shot close dem eyes
Really (really)
Badness
Nah gi' dem, no other
Man a fool dem
Ride off on wheelie