Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mobster, artist - Beenie Man. Album song Reggae Max, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Record label: Jet Star
Song language: English
Mobster |
Oh God! |
Well, badman bad all the while |
Well, badman wicked every time |
Beenie born anuh disciplined child |
You know why? |
Well, I was launch from my father’s pump rifle |
And land in my mom’s Desert Eagle |
From me a one day, me a kill people |
Not to mention Haggart and Bogle |
This is sunrise and we out your bright light |
Momma dead, poppa dead, without a fight |
Gwan like you’re bad, and it’s bright, you get bright |
Somebody ago dead inna the dancehall tonight |
Fool! |
You never know Tivoli man dem a mobster? |
Man from Southside, man from all Rema |
Big up all police and big up all soldier |
Man from Craig Town, man from Old Villa |
Not to mention Firehouse 'round di corner |
Big up all PNP, big up all Labour' |
I’m not saying Beenie Man is not a mobster |
But a little thing wha' go happen inna the future |
Set an example fi the youths dem fi follow |
Fi hold up dem high and raise dem dignity higher |
Launch from mi father’s pump rifle |
And land in my mom’s Desert Eagle |
From me a one day, me a kill people |
Not to mention Haggart and Bogle |
Why?! |
Truth and right, the wicked man require |
If you have point fi stop, then the gun will stop fire |
Cool and stop from raise the price higher |
Big up all PNP and big up all Labour' |
I man haffi big up all original mobster |
Man from Collin Court, and compound area |
If a DJ come perplex the fire |
Murder that now and check Cocaine later |
Black Wizard, put down dem life inna |
Diamond, me put your face inna the newspaper |
Some bwoy boasty and a act like foreigner |
When me check it out, dem a real ol' prisoner |
Hear dem yah lyrics weh the DJ a utter |
Launch from my father’s pump rifle |
And land in my mom’s Desert Eagle |
From me a one day, me a shot people |
Not to mention Haggart and Bogle |
Fool! |
Boy, you diss the program, we out your bright light |
Momma dead, poppa dead, without a fight |
Bwoy get out of order and a get too bright |
Somebody ago dead inna the dancehall tonight |
Fool! |
You never know say Tivoli man dem a mobster? |
Man from Southside, man from all Rema |
Big up all police and big up all soldier |
Man from Craig Town, man from Old Villa |
Man from Compound and Tower Hill, near the area |
Not to mention Firehouse 'round di corner |
Big up all PNP, big up all Labour' |
I’m not saying Beenie Man is not a mobster |
But a little thing wha' go happen inna the future |
Set an example fi the youths dem fi follow |
Fi lift up dem head and raise dem dignity higher |
Launch from my father’s pump rifle |
And land in my mom’s Desert Eagle |
From me a one day, me a kill people |
Not to mention Haggart and — |
Beenie say! |
Launch from my father’s pump rifle |
And straight in my mom’s Desert Eagle |
From me a one day, me a kill people |
Not to mention Haggart and Bogle |
Oh God, please protect dem |
Bless all the wicked and all the heathen |
Oh God, give a, eye over dem |
'Cause all dem a fight, dem can’t stop me again |
Oh God, me name Beenie Man |
Easy, Mad Cocaine, 'cause you a born number one |
Oh God, we a champion |
Say, big up Budda Fist and the father, Reginald |
Oh God, Black Wizard and Diamond |
And hear Beenie Man microphone stand |
Said! |
Launch from my father’s pump rifle |
And land in my mom’s Desert Eagle |
From me a one… |