Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ask Fi War, artist - Bounty Killer.
Date of issue: 03.12.2007
Song language: English
Ask Fi War |
Nah no mercy! |
Well I and I a rising star, and if a guy know say him no waan reach far, |
just tell him fi start di war |
Nah no mercy! |
War, and crime, and violence is what them preaching! |
Never stop until gunshot reach him |
Mi sing, mi sing |
Cho! |
War! |
and all type a thing this guy preaching |
Copper shot reach him, and him dead |
There is nobody in this world to accept him |
So mi haffi kill him, and that’s said |
Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin! |
So mi sing say! |
I, wonder if one day that |
Some idiot would say that, them want a war |
Me have a 45 Haskell and all a gun big so 'til, it nah no name, and can’t hold |
inna mi car |
Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin! |
Well mi sing! |
Dem ask fi war, and now dem get it |
Then dem all a bawl, say dem can’t defend it |
45 Haskell me pop out and end it |
Bwoy a tell story like him name Louise Bennett |
Gunshot a drop inna him heart and him gullet |
Lick off him pants buckle, gone with him wallet |
Lost all the one dollar coin inna him pocket |
Bwoy a confront mi and mi gun with all ratchet |
Watch it! |
Hey! |
Mi gun a bark like a racket |
Big like a plane, mi gun large like the rocket |
Get hook by your mouth, and dead like a mullet |
War! |
and all type a thing this guy preaching |
Copper shot reach him, and him dead |
There is nobody in this world to accept him |
So mi haffi kill him, and that’s said |
Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin |
Well mi say! |
Stand up inna di dance like mi name John Gotti |
Inna mi trench coat, and have mi duppy mouth shotty |
Start pickney’s, whole heap of bwoy waan fi clap it |
Mi first a shoot down nation and city |
Run and tell people say, «mi don’t got no pity» |
Turn another page, mi shoot dem shadow and dem duppy |
See me and them know me, try come diss me when them bore me |
Never know a Riverton man grow me |
Tease like a diesel, Rashy Bull dem show me |
Natty Morgan, and all Copper has talk it |
George Splash and all di get Anthony |
Dem broadcast mi business, them talky-talky |
And try fi diss me true me look laughy-laughy |
Well, Black Rhino make you look barky-barky |
War! |
and all type a thing this bwoy preaching |
Copper shot reach him, and him dead |
There is nobody in this world to accept him |
That’s why mi kill him, and less said |
Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin |
Well mi say! |
Hey! |
Up on mi corner where this boy come a patronize |
Well Black Talon him get, him cripple, and him paralyzed |
All him friend em over deh so just a realize |
Say that we murder bwoy quick, before the sunrise |
Like some Russian spies |
Look how it camouflage, and loom how it disguise |
Vatican, and mi gun start to scrutinize |
Him and him friend dem surprise |
Mi sing! |
So! |
War! |
and all type a thing this guy preaching |
Copper shot reach him, and him dead |
There is nobody in this world to accept him |
That’s why me kill him, and that’s said |
Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin |
Well from top! |
Dem ask fi war, and now dem get it |
Then dem all a bawl, say dem can’t defend it |
45 Haskell me pop off and end it |
Bwoy a tell story like him name Louise Bennett |
Gunshot a drop inna him heart and him gullet |
Lick off him pants buckle, gone with him wallet |
Lost all the one dollar coin inna him pocket |
Man a confront mi and mi gun with all ratchet |
Watch it! |
Yes! |
Mi gun a bark like a racket |
Big like a plane, mi gun large like the rocket |
Get hook by your mouth, and dead like a mullet |
So |
I, wonder if one day that |
Some idiot would say that, them want war |
Me have a 45 Haskell and all a gun big so 'til, it nah no name, can’t hold inna |
mi car |
Gunshot deh a bark underneath boy skin! |
Junglist! |
Stand up inna di ward like them name John Gotti |
Inna… |