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letra de bomber - plumpy boss

[hook]
never suprise fi see when boy change up
tough chat and gun talk couldn’t faze us
them know how we keep d thing from day one
mad! full ah guns, full ah shots fi d nation
any bwoy wah war, just create one
seven man march out, ah cremation
ah no hospital, we nah have patience
yuh coulda link with moses or satan (bwoy dead!)
yeah, pop off, war start, gun shot brighter than torchlight
say them bad but d whole ah them false ripe
whether night time, heavy rain or sunshine (miggle day dag)
bwoy affi run away, nah stop drill them till them
lay down inna grave, mad rass with d k
one point and wave, shub up yuh big head
make we еmpty d machine in yuh face

[bridge]
you ah baby to this dawg yuh shoulda nevеr wah war we
stop tell lie inna yuh song dawg, bout man grudge yuh fi money
go sell wastebank diamonds and start help out yuh family
cause if man did hate yuh
how d f-ck yuh woulda reach way yuh wah be

[verse 1]
yo bornfly, d whole ah them badmind
so bomb inna them head like landmine
7.62 l!ck out boy eye sight, done chat, straight headshot
from d carbine, fi them waste man way run down fame
nozzle hot inna yuh brain as yuh call man name
before yuh think fi make a step, a man ah step inna yuh place
fi get a wreathe and brand new box fi showcase
[verse 2]
hand pick k!llas, ah no rookie men
boy mussi sick inna him head fi diss d prezident
pull up, in ah yuh [?] 30 clip yuh get inna yuh head
and we nah stop drill till we know ya really dead
and any bwoy feel them want give yuh strength
head buss inna road, pon pavement
k shot left boy dutty like vagrant
k!ll yuh likkle friends so them cya make statements

[hook]
never suprise fi see when boy change up
tough chat and gun talk couldn’t faze us
them know how we keep d thing from day one
mad! full ah guns, full ah shots fi d nation
any bwoy wah war, just create one
seven man march out, ah cremation
ah no hospital, we nah have patience
yuh coulda link with moses or satan (bwoy dead!)
yeah, pop off, war start, gun shot brighter than torchlight
say them bad but d whole ah them false ripe
whether night time, heavy rain or sunshine (miggle day dawg)
bwoy affi run away, nah stop drill them till them
lay down inna grave, mad rass with d k
one point and wave, shub up yuh big head
make we empty d machine in yuh face

- plumpy boss

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