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letra de earth a hell - govana & mavado

[intro: govana & mavado]
yow (grimy)
bad
anyway
wha’ dem a do?
weh dem a try?
haha
from piece to spanish town
you know how e sittn go
darkness over e earth again
send boy under dirt again

[verse 1: govana & mavado]
badman fling bottle boom in a boy house
‘front a you muma, nozzle in a boy mouth
chop out headside, shot a eye out
rifle ‘pon the seat when the tida drive out
own gun, own don
catch him ‘pon a program
make e four-four slam
shipment portland
fifteen scope on
missing in a town and them find you down a portland (anyway)
fire shot throw bomb
plant head weh them grow yam
brooklyn, fordham
them p-ssy yah no know man
pull up a yuh door jam
dress up like more man
if a four fifteen, them a carry four pan
[?] (haha)
blood boy choke ‘pon
all we need a location and motion
chop out intestine and fling dem in a ocean
sea top them can’t float ‘pon
badman, we deal with crime
[chorus: mavado & govana]
grimy (yeah)
murder boy [?]
po-po can’t find me (can’t find me)
copper a flow from the hundred pan
easy me press ‘pon the parabellum (parabellum)
lord god is a duppy that a follow me now (yow)
a fi spin and me roll and me fire me gun
earth a h-ll with a system a swallow we down

[verse 2: govana]
rifle a wave so (yeah)
fifteen draco (yow)
goons them nato (wah)
dollar coin save up
sixteen wake up
building shake up
ar-eighteen, two clip tape up
k!ller them a towerhill
[?]
bury boy bare dirt
rev it ’til e ‘k buck (yeah)
have k!ller weh have shine head
k!ller weh a beard up (yeah)
bullet in a face, a so the k!ller them a spain work
brawling, front page
‘matic a me son age
forty a buss face
buss head, buss case
bad from broke days, but we never bruk place
beretta bruk bone in a boy tough face
‘nough shoes, ‘nough lace
sick in a we upstairs
badman pump up e shotty like truck brake
box a chat, dubplate
boy a get it and a no [?]
gully gad done tell you say the k!ller deal with crime
[chorus: mavado & govana]
grimy (yeah)
murder boy [?]
po-po can’t find me (can’t find me)
copper a flow from the hundred pan
easy me press ‘pon the parabellum (parabellum)
lord god is a duppy that a follow me now (yow)
a fi spin and me roll and me fire me gun
earth a h-ll with a system a swallow we down

[outro: mavado]
gun richer than [?]
the duppy gun fly past fifteen
me turn me enemies in a me victim
so no p-ssy can style man
oh god, a you know
from them diss, we run in, a so we grow
a gunshot in a dem face make them head grow
the kel-tec lef’ dem look like a scare crow
grimy

- govana mavado

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