Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Burnt , by - Kardinal Offishall. Release date: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Burnt |
| Aiyyo! |
| Ladies and gentlemen ha ha ha! |
| Welcome to the team wit the mighty Black Jays yeah! |
| All di wicked heart dem … who a dat we a know! |
| Bun dem up mi wuk fi di lighter ya mon! |
| Yo blaze dem up burn dem up mon! |
| Yeah yo Kardinal! |
| Heh |
| Ya need summa, Black Jays! |
| Ha-ha! |
| Yo! |
| Come mi suh mek a likkle way |
| Here comes the Fireman and mi no play |
| Sounds get a little from the verses that I spray |
| Remember I don’t play and I don’t take no disrespect in any way |
| Gangsta — I hear dem likkle punks |
| I see the crooked way you like to walk |
| But Jah Jah has a better understanding of the way I like to move |
| Ain’t got nothing to prove and I am not wasting a second checkin you |
| Punk — the speakers in the trunk |
| The bass is overloaded feel the tump |
| The highs are sounding high-high super high |
| Watch a di man dem kiss the sky |
| Everything a everything so you know Kardinal don’t have to lie |
| Nah — the world is what I want |
| I’m not gonna lose my flow trying to flaunt |
| Me nah gon' try and fit in with the Devil I am on another seat |
| .IS WHY YOU LITTLE BEWARE ITS A RUDE BOY! |
| A me say make. |
| way. |
| Here comes the Fireman (AHH!) |
| With ganja hennessey all inna hand (yo) |
| Woman touch we pocket and take out a couple grand |
| Dagger pon me hip and mi ting inna hand |
| Whaa-whoi-whoi-whoi YOU! |
| Boy full time shoulda learn |
| You play with the fire get burn (Cho!) |
| Making money a blood jails dem concern |
| When the record deejay blaze it make it burn |
| Buuuuurrnnnnn! |
| Yo! |
| I represent my crew |
| Some youths they love to talk until they blue |
| My family will look out for each other cause that’s how we haffi do |
| We ain’t talking to you or we ain’t dealing with a likkle interview |
| WHEY! |
| Big up to Mr. Hakim |
| We controlling the scene and making green |
| Some people think dem haffi pay to chatter and talk all bout dem machine |
| I don’t live in between and I am not concern with hold no magazine |
| CHO! |
| I am just who I am |
| I been this way since I was inna 'Brough |
| And naturally we all are insecure but ya haffi dash wey that fi sure |
| Soon as it hit the door ya haffi mek dem know say man a come fi more |
| YEH! |
| More than the rest a dem |
| I do not feel no ways if you no blend |
| Cause they will always want the righteous man |
| Fi bob we head and make it bend |
| This youth can not pretend (DASH WI DAT!!!) |
| Burn! |
| A mi say fiiiiiiiiire! |
| Righteous man liveth forever and I-ver more |
| A-hahahaha! |
| Yeah! |
| Black Jays (a mi say fiiiiire) |
| Konvict family stand strong unno rude bwoy! |
| Heh heh heh heh… (ahhhh!!) |