Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Empire Army , by - VYBZ Kartel. Song from the album Vybz Kartel: Most Wanted, in the genre РеггиRelease date: 24.05.2009
Record label: Greensleeves
Song language: English
Empire Army |
| You no know say we dark again… |
| Yo Twelve Lane, lock down White Hall |
| Gunshot from sun up 'til night fall |
| Yo, Jeffrey Hype, wet dem up like a tsunami! |
| A wha' the bloodclaat this?! |
| Dem waan fi war me, so mi send fi mi army |
| Bullet a spray dem like Issey Miyake |
| Diss the Empire, copper shot ago fire |
| Mr. Palmer got the rifle dem weh taller than palm tree |
| Waan fi war me, so me send fi mi army |
| Bullet a spray dem like a Issey Miyake |
| Nothing with Gleaner, so me disguise inna camouflage, blue suit, or red seam, |
| or khaki |
| One gunshot kill any man |
| Di rementon dat tun him ina skeleton |
| Smith and wesson eva ina Adidja lef han |
| Coppa split skull ina de split of a second |
| Doc a look ina him head without a cat scan |
| You nuh kno me |
| Dis a Supa Cat song |
| Mount a gun weh him add up mad di maths man |
| Flining afti cricketa mi no bats man |
| Wats wrong |
| Dem come with gang but wen dis bang dem head fling from |
| Dem neck dem mek one false move shots sen death dem met dem death |
| Caan dis whiteall everett bwoy piss demself like child bed wet |
| You send threat, go suck ya maada a dead before dishonor |
| Dem waan fi war me, so mi send fi mi army |
| Bullet a spray dem like Issey Miyake |
| Diss the Empire, copper shot ago fire |
| Mr. Palmer got the rifle dem weh taller than palm tree |
| Waan fi war me, so me send fi mi army |
| Bullet a spray dem like a Issey Miyake |
| Nothing with Gleaner, so me disguise inna camouflage, blue suit, or red seam, |
| or khaki |
| No meetin |
| From yo dis yo get beatin |
| Stephen |
| None a him gun no use deisel |
| So deivel believe we ago link yo fi reason |
| Bullet to skin like meat to meat season |
| Gaza cold like winta mi no response fi di otha bloodcloth three seasons |
| So tell missa Evel Knievel mi desert pigeon kill him eagle |
| How u fi think seh classic wen mi seh sixpance |
| Mine have crank, shaft, pistons |
| Bwoy come a big ship a dis lance |
| Mi no response kick him off at a distance |
| God have de whole world in his hands |
| But me own the guns and all di big bombs |
| A no me start it trical, me neva wah nuh guerrila war |
| Dem waan fi war me, so mi send fi mi army |
| Bullet a spray dem like Issey Miyake |
| Diss the Empire, copper shot ago fire |
| Mr. Palmer got the rifle dem weh taller than palm tree |
| Waan fi war me, so me send fi mi army |
| Bullet a spray dem like a Issey Miyake |
| Nothing with Gleaner, so me disguise inna camouflage, blue suit, or red seam, |
| or khaki |