Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Fun Thing , by - Spragga Benz. Song from the album Jack It Up, in the genre РеггиRelease date: 15.10.2007
Record label: VP
Song language: English
No Fun Thing |
| Some bwoy a look fame |
| A talk ‘bout dem wild an' cyaan tame |
| A shot dung people pon di main |
| An' now informer nuh stop call up dem name |
| Bwoy a talk ‘bout dem nuh response |
| An' inna broad daylight dem a dig up six pants |
| A shot dung people now informer spot dem out from a distance |
| An' dem pick up big life sentence |
| Eh eh! |
| Spragga Benz deh pon di endz again |
| Yeah! |
| Yeah! |
| Dat’s why mi tell dem seh mi advice, mi brethren |
| Cah' rude bwoy living a no fun ting |
| Yuh n’ave no time fi a laugh an' a grin |
| Yuh haffi serious fram yuh a deal inna gun ting |
| Mek up yuh mind fi bun bwoy skin, mi brethren |
| Rude bwoy living a nuh bed a rose |
| Gun is not fi show off or to pose |
| After twelve, wi nah guh hide gun onda clothes |
| A fram yuh deh pon di road, brethren |
| Yuh haffi fit, cah' wen gunshot a lick |
| Yuh cyaan mek yuhself be standing target |
| Yuh haffi, because tings wi ‘apm fast |
| An' a one shot alone yuh get fi squeeze off |
| Yuh haffi cold, ‘ave tings onda control |
| Fi look out fi police an' rat patrol |
| Yuh haffi smart, an' haffi born without heart |
| Fi murder people without second thought, cah' |
| It nuh mek nuh sense fi waste lead |
| Yuh a fyah gunshot an' nobody nah dead |
| Yuh neva kill a fly, an' yet still yuh run red |
| A better if nighttime, yuh gwaan a yuh bed, 'cause |
| Rude bwoy living a no fun ting |
| Yuh n’ave no time fi a skin up an' a grin |
| Yuh haffi serious wen yuh a deal inna gun ting |
| Mek up yuh mind fi bun bwoy skin, mi brethren |
| Rude bwoy living a nuh bed a rose |
| Gun is not fi show off or to pose |
| After twelve, wi nuh hide gun onda clothes |
| A fram yuh deh pon di road, brethren |
| Yuh haffi always alert, expect anyting |
| Cah' wi living inna rotten Babylon system |
| Weh informer sell yuh out fi five shilling |
| An' mek yuh wake up inna curfew tomorrow morning, so |
| More time wen yuh gwaan wid a ting |
| Try move onda cover, don’t be brawling |
| Always humble, dat’s di key to living |
| ‘Cause smart gunman nuh mek police know ‘im |
| 'Cause |
| Rude bwoy living a no fun ting |
| Yuh n’ave no time fi a skin up an' a grin |
| Yuh haffi serious fram yuh a deal inna gun ting |
| Mek up yuh mind fi bun bwoy skin, mi brethren |
| Rude bwoy living a nuh bed a rose |
| Gun is not fi show off or to pose |
| After twelve, wi nah guh hide gun onda clothes |
| A wen yuh deh pon di road, brethren |
| Yuh haffi mean, cah' wen gunshot a glean |
| Yuh haffi can tek fence wid yuh fourteen |
| Yuh haffi wise, an' yuh haffi open yuh eyes |
| Cah' yuh cyaan mek nobody tek yuh by surprise |
| Yuh haffi rough, an' yuh haffi live like a cruff |
| Fi bleach di whole night until sun come up |
| Yuh haffi tough, ‘cause if police back yuh up |
| An' dem a kill yuh wid lick, yuh still nah guh bus' an' |
| It nuh wise fi a walk pon street jus' a brandish yuh gun |
| An' mek informer see it |
| If yuh waan model wid a legal piece |
| Gwaan guh tek test an' try tun police ‘cause |
| Rude bwoy living a no fun ting |
| Yuh n’ave no time fi a laugh an' a grin |
| Yuh fi serious fram yuh a deal inna gun ting |
| Mek up yuh mind fi bun bwoy skin, mi brethren |
| Rude bwoy living a nuh bed a rose |
| Gun is not fi show off or to pose |