Mavado - Real k**er (No Chorus) lyrics

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Mavado - Real k**er (No Chorus) lyrics

[Intro:] Fool dat Stephen dats it dats it dats it Mi ah k** dem widout even ah chorus n***as be k**in' [yow] Aaaaye ah wah happen to dem Warn dem innu Stephen Becaa mi evil Dead dem dead Wah happen to dem [Verse 1:] Dem tracin like Denise But when mi rifle squeeze Bwoy deh pon di freeza ah freeze Buss di special till it breeze Gangsta nuh tek nuh leave Rifle shot ah bite dem like bees Wid dem one bag ah lippin, like ah lipstick war Bite pon mi name, like ah biscuit war Ay f*g tell you frag this is not kids war Run up inna mi gun and bwoy face pon tar [seet] Now di bwoy dem panicking Caa dem naa shot a sole dem only k** mannequin Di fuss head buss him vomiting Unknown rifle clap and him vanishing If yuh don't know nuttin bout real k**a Mek mi tell yuh somethin bout real k**a Real k**a bagga chattin mi nuh read inna Mi dogs hungry and dem waan real dinner If yuh don't know nuttin bout real k**a Mek mi tell yuh something bout real k**a Head drop off and ah spin like a wheel inna Rifle buss thru yuh shield inna [Verse 2:] Yuh fren dem ah yuh pall bearer, so dem ah go bring yuh casket Put di body ah di spot right where di box keep Park di Chiney K di Russian chopstick Blood run outta bwoy like when dem gyal sick Nuh chorus Ah bere sittin, ah bere sittin Aye Ah pay sittin, ah nuh play sittin Stephen play di riddim nuh delay sittin Long time Jamaica nuh hear mi slay sittin Run up inna mi gun, wid di duppy bat backa yuh Stuck inna a copper and him stuck inna copper to Black blunt rise n bleach out head blacker to Rifle rise and kick dem like soccer to Di Gully Gad n there ain't no damn other to And motherfcuker don't tell mi bout yuh madda to I'm so mad I'll murder yuh bredda to Yuh tracin like Dawn and Ava to If yuh don't know nuttin bout real, real, real blue steel Mi naa talk nuh cart wheel Bumbohole head spin like mi van wheel If yuh don't know real k**a Mek mi tell yuh bout real k**a Real k**a bagga lippin mi nuh read inna Stephen! [Verse 3:] Stephen ah mi yuh send fa Ah dat di bumbohole dem life jus end fa Inna war ah it mi get ten outta ten fa I'm mentally crazy remember Mad! Weh di bumboclaat do dem Dem mad like mi? Dem mad like mi? Wen mi seh sick mi naa talk sick fi public Mi ah talk, mi nuh even ah talk mentally sick Mi born sick Bwoy start mi gun neva stick Dem bwoy jus ah lip Mi naa haffi use mi gun mi wi use ice pick So if yuh don't kno nuttin bout real k**a Don't