| Nah no mercy!
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| No big deal, no big deal
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| Guy can’t hear, him gonna feel
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| Gwan like him head and him chest must of make outta steel
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| Black Talon a chop down dem shield
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| Cho!
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| Bwoy, run come up inna me Magnum, bwoy!
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| Stand up in front me shotgun, bwoy!
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| Disrespect Miss Ivy’s last son
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| And your life disappear
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| Jazzwad!
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| Anuh warn, me no warn dem and
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| Anuh tell, me no tell dem
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| If dem diss Waterhouse man, dem inna problem
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| And me gun nah spare dem
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| Bwoy!
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| Talk until this yah gun inna me hand get ill
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| And start kill, bwoy
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| Unuh diss man from Rockfort, Southside, and Shooters Hill
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| Never stop 'til now
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| Unuh diss man from Waterhouse, Seaview, and from Nannyville
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| Never stop 'til
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| You go diss man from Waltham, Baktu, and Wareika Hill
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| Bwoy ghost we buil'
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| Bwoy blood fi spill
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| Nah no mercy
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| Bwoy
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| Run come up inna me Magnum, bwoy!
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| Stand up in front me shotgun, bwoy!
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| Disrespect Miss Ivy’s last son
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| And him life disappear
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| Same place!
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| Anuh warn, me no warn dem bell
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| Well!
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| Anuh tell, me no tell dem
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| If dem diss Waterhouse man, dem inna problem
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| Tivoli man nah spare dem
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| Bwoy, walk up, right up, straight inna mi M16
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| Head gone clean
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| And me reload again and put in the double clip magazine
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| Your momma goin' scream
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| You go diss bad man and dem kill off a housing scheme
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| You’re living inna dream
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| This yah gun weh me got, no bust shot
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| It fire pure laser beam, your head bust like a bean
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| Me kill off a team
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| Nah no mercy
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| Run come up inna me Magnum, bwoy!
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| Come talk to mi shotgun, bwoy!
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| Disrespect Miss Ivy last son
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| And him life disappear
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| Same place!
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| Anuh warn, me no warn dem, Jazzwad
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| Anuh tell, me no tell dem
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| If dem diss Waterhouse man, dem inna problem
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| And me nah spare dem
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| Bwoy!
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| You mussi check say Jungle man dem gun mussi make out of board, out of your
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| clothes
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| One 'mount of shot you get pon di street, now your body decompose
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| Dem line you with rose
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| All your head buss inna two, and now your face run lef' your nose
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| Stay deh a pose
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| You diss man from Olympic Way, and from 'round Mall Road
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| We kill you inna crowd, gunshot we compose
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| Nah no mercy
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| Bwoy, run come up inna me Magnum, bwoy!
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| And come talk to mi shotgun, well
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| Disrespect Miss Ivy’s last son
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| And your life disappear
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| Right there!
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| Anuh warn, me no warn dem
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| Hey!
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| Anuh tell, me no tell dem
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| If dem diss Tivoli man, dem inna problem
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| And me nah spare dem
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| Bwoy!
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| From you can’t hear, make up your mind, gunshot you goin' feel
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| No take it fi a deal
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| You a gwan like yuh head and your chest it mek outta steel
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| Put up your shield
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| And mi gun gonna nyam you right yaso just like a meal deal
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| Ask if it is real
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| And your head gonna run down the street like a bicycle wheel, Long-tongue,
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| O’neil, your skin gonna peel
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| Nah no mercy
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| Bwoy, run come up inna me Magnum, bwoy!
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| And come talk to mi shotgun, bwoy
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| You diss Miss Ivy last son
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| 'Til your life disappear
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| Right there!
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| Anuh warn, me no warn dem, Kutchie
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| Hey!
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| Anuh tell, me no tell dem
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| If dem diss Tivoli man, dem inna problem
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| And Jungle man nah spare dem
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| Bwoy!
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| Talk until this yah gun inna me hand get ill
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| And start kill
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| You go diss man from Rockfort, Southside, and Shooters Hill
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| Never stop 'til
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| Now you diss man from Baktu, Waterhouse, and Nannyville
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| Never stop 'til
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| Dem go diss man from Riverton, Seaview, and Wareika Hill… |