Ja Productions - Brawla lyrics

[Intro] After mi murder the son turn mi gun pon the father Gully Side deal with the p**y dem like Israel do to Gaza This a broad day slaughter, people a ask weh di war fah Mi dawgs dem a brawla, the Scalawas and the Squala [Chorus] We nuh beg friend in nuh place, we tek over bwoy place mek dem haffi run out And if you think seh you bad bombohole mi deh a road and wait till you come out A my friend dem a buss head inna yuh place and you know that Even Grans Pen a say a ghost that a him have the most chat [Verse 1] Dem get mi gun crabbit So dem a dead like some Bugs Bunny rabbit Jamaica know mi gun habit War start bwoy dead in a the fourteen parish Dem soft like crackers in porridge Paste dem up like mackas in forest The p**y come a talk bout kuff kaff kweff The Kel-Tec a left him stink like cabbage Mi say badman nuh throw word so p**y call name Mi nuh play domino and hitch up pon lane Portmore say a bate dem Corn grain come a fire stray shot You nuh see you cyaan aim Man ready fi bun dem up, fire ball flame This a yuh aftermath, after the hurricane You still a Suss pon the phone talk, dem a die same Mi a mek you cry pain, everybody cry shame [Chorus] We nuh beg friend in nuh place, we tek over bwoy place mek dem haffi run out And if you think seh you bad bombohole mi deh a road and wait till you come out A my friend dem a buss head inna yuh place and you know that Even Grans Pen a seh a ghost that a him have the most chat [Verse 2] Tek yuh spot in a the Sunday Gleaner then Everybody know a dreamer dem Claat up the rifle in a the p**y hole Steve, tell the bwoy nuh dream again You done seize a team a dem Mi nuh need a team a friend Sandy Park mek bwoy lost and find with gunshot in a dem