Vybz Kartel - Song Writer lyrics

[Intro] Hey singer, mi yuh a call songwriter, eh? War teacher gal fighter Gunshotn write off yuh gang like paper from di typewriter Yuh boss mek yuh feel hyper But this rifle this sniper mek hollow tip blow like ten pied piper Bout man a traitor, oonu is a faker, listen mi Jamaica [Verse 1] Dem a p**y inna badman place When yuh see mi gun inna mi hand or one pon waist When mi a k** bwoy pon border Movado a barber weh yuh put powder pon man face Flexx, please waan sing and wave Warlord move so yuh feel big and brave When him deh yah, please give him a trim and shave Weh yuh ova sour give him a shave Every man inna Alliance mi give him shots How Sharon Burke a go pay fi him tax Shot spot Marshall like chicken pox Link off k**a head wid a kitchen ax Bull Dawg nuh pound dog Bling him fat Busy step out bullets stop within him tracks Movado him a gwaan like di real Mccoy But when copper tek singin block Di gangsta diss and sh** himself bout nine times, dat's di facts Him a build like pads from di Maxi box Kartel rise di glocks and relax di max Mi k** him a go find him like di House Of Wax Him still like wet cheese widout di sop Julian a go get extra moutn of box Cau mi a gal fighter not sing writer [Chorus] Mi gun write di songs wid hollow tips from bwoy skin When we a k** bumbohole some p**y a trim yeah Any war weh mi fight mi win, any war dem crown mi king Waan come diss but I see him memba Assa**in Now a full time fi di bullets flossin [Verse 2] Mi tun up di war temperature Alliance remain a one dead picture Dem nuh straight dem cross like swashtika Cop mi and dem drop like mosquito Elephant Man neva follow dem in which BET lock dung MTV Why oonu waan test VC? All yuh gonna get is a grave marked R.I.P. Hey! k**a recruit Aidonia True him lyrics dem bad like a bonier If yuh need him fi write song fi yuh If yuh was a phobe, yuh could a be a phobia Let di likkle star shine don't bring him dung Mi a tell yuh this this have a funky tone Anyday violate Kartel don't a k**a walk Yuh betta do a Bounty run! BLOODCLAAT! [Chorus] Mi gun write di songs wid hollow tips from bwoy skin When we a k** bumbohole some p**y a trim yeah Any war weh mi fight mi win, any war dem crown mi king Waan come diss but I see him memba Assa**in Now a full time fi di bullets flossin