| From top from top, bwoy drop
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| Heeyee
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| Haha
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| Hey
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| Dem a try diss badman
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| And as night come dem gone a dem bed
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| Dem a practice fi dead
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| The whole a dem a practice fi dead
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| Dem a bomboclaat paper soldier
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| Paper soldier, dem a wha'
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| Paper soldier
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| Dem a paper soldier
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| Paper soldier, dem a wha'
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| Dem a wha'
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| Paper soldier
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| August Town
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| Say any man diss
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| Head a gone, foot a miss
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| You add on 'pon the list
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| Big ball a fire from the 'K left you crisp
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| Anything sell out the Gully cyaan keep the link
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| Put body inna grung fi keep the stink
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| How me fi give a fuck weh people think
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| When the.40 a claat, the Eagle 'quint
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| Me see people a sprint, all vehicle sink
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| Yeah, me cold up the place like icymint
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| Dem a bury in a full black under white cement
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| Me trigger finger voice a strength
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| Bomboclaat!
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| Paper soldier
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| Dem a paper soldier, dem a wha'
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| Bomboclaat paper soldier
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| Paper soldier
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| Paper soldier, dem a wha'
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| Dem a wha'
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| Paper soldier
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| Uptown, downtown, middle day we no hide
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| Man a strap the bamma 'pon me side
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| Yeah, me hear dem a talk, say me crime organize
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| Dem a no killer, so the whole a dem a hide
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| When the spenshell a fall and the chamber a slide
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| Dem dead when the carbon a rise
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| Silence a me guide and me so dignified
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| Fi me badness a no pickney size
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| Me no buss fi me gun in a trees and skies
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| Me buss it inna face and eyes
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| Me heart turn back 'way, fuck the screams
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| And the cries the.40 shall solve all the noise
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| Dem a paper soldier
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| Paper soldier, dem a wha'
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| Dem a wha'
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| Paper soldier
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| Dem a paper soldier
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| Paper soldier, dem a wha'
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| Bomboclaat, paper soldier
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| Heeyee, yeeh |