Mavado - Dem Dead A Ready (Popcaan Diss) lyrics

(Intro) This come like joke to mi The bwoy should a hear when mommy tell you put yo weapon down Seet, a Maddens fridge the pu**y deh pon now Him dead yah now Jah know (Verse 1) You nuh man you fi stop chase Poppy mine mi buss a shot in a yo frock face Meck mi rise every rifle from out a the gully Send you six foot deep between black space None a you friend cyaa war mi Pu**y when you si mi try harm mi Gully-Side k** you and yo army Left dem stink like Sharon punanny Straight up mi nuh call this a victory Jah know, unuh call this a big man a beat up a pickney Weh nuh grow All mi fans dem a laugh this yah war yah nuh fit mi Done know man a murderer strictly Dem a fire RPG weh go miss The 40″ still a full him up a shot like 50 Mi a talk Mac-90 rifle, 45 callo Yo k**y-k**y dem a money friends weh you barrow My war arrow, gun powder pon marrow Lear that in a yo blood claat head tomorrow (Chorus) You nuh ready fi the war Everybody a laugh, nuh ready Dead already Mi a k** bwoy from long time Oh from long time Pu**y come a talk and never know him a put him foot in a landmine (Verse 2) When mi a k** people Him a get box up and beating Cry every-time when him boss call a meeting Him waan dead a flop-corn duppy season Fi k** dem mi nuh need 30 reason Yo one line bout dutty dread Fish bwoy wid the bubbles in a f**king head Rock off and pop off…all yo puppy dead Step over dem yard and k** all who nuh fi dead Come a gwaan like a Tuffy dem Anyweh a Cherry Gardens mi go fi dem Come a chat like Nuffy dem k** dem easy, badness a nuh fi dem Then nuh you come a mi yard in a style Tell you Unruly fans seh you sleep paw mi tile Look how mi could a k** you in a yo sleep and smile Gully-Side rifle soak in a oil Portmore feed him to the crocodile A wa tek St.Thomas croco-child man a control, yeah the streets have you file You nuh si underpants get yo k**y dem wild You dead (Repeat Chorus)