In The War

Frass di baddest Cobra, Braeton,(portmore), Where chef ah go inna mi war, Inna apron, Ah whappen to dem? Mi bust it up offah Satan, Mi rifle dem a sing sweeter than Akon. () War is in di air! Tell dem fi prepare! Gully God, Buss up di bumboclat rifle mek dem hear! Clap it ova dere! Bust it ova dere! Dem scare! Mi nuh see nuh bwoy, Pussyhole mi fear! (One) Mi realize ah dead man walking. Face me, you get yuh head bust out! (Time) You dead easy, Dem find you widd yuh suck-tongue cut out. Di gyal dem seh you love suck tings, Push mi gun inna your mouth And mek you suck out. How much time you fi dead inna di war? How much time yuh wah your head buss out? Mi see you first mi gun ah bust uno know me, Di fag a gwan like is ah on-going story. When Gully God a kill Di God a kill fi di glory. We haffi dead, But bumbahole dead before me! And dem a hype widd a one gun And ah hype widd a two gun, Gully God a fiyah new gun. Twenty man a fiyah one strap Dat a crew gun, Infa-red well screw dung. Inna face dem see di nine, Head flat out like a shoes tongue, Kibaki nuh cater ah f'who son. Knock head outtah socket, Mi bust di big matic Ah suh mi kill bwoy gruesome. () Yuh Hear! Dem bettah prepare! Gully God, Buss up di bumboclat rifle mek dem hear! Clap it ova dere! Bust it ova dere! Dem scare! Mi nuh see nuh bwoy, Pussyhole mi fear! (Two) Di forty shot fly through chest And mash up bwoy liver. Mi still bore di nozzle fi get biggah, Mi nuh puzzle inna war fi yuh figure. Mi fingah, never yet leff di triggah. You ah gyal inna di war Pussyhole see a wig yah. Ah jerk you ah jerk see a bib yah. Mi step from di gullside Fi kill him inna him yard, Him friend dem bawl out him nuh live yah. In ah di miggle of di Winter, Mi hotter than Summer. Di Gully God couldah never be a runner. Mi bust one inna yuh cat face, Likkle rat face, Gyal beat yuh because you ah tongue-ah. () War is in di air! Dem bettah prepare! Gully God, Buss up di bumboclat rifle mek dem hear! Clap it ova dere! Bust it ova dere! Dem scare! Mi nuh see nuh bwoy, Pussyhole mi fear! () Frass, Tell Tower Hill, Mi have di power still. Yeh, dem fi know. Every gully, every trench, Every board house, every zinc fence, Yeh Marvalley round ah Grench. War is di air, Grants pen, White Hall, outtah East, Ratford, ah whappen to dem? Cassava Piece, Gully Side, And Brooke Lane, Sea View, Riverton.

Going out the way I always do Calling out your name Trying not to hate myself For getting in the middle And shining every light upon it Still I miss the way you'd hold me close in a cold wind I caught you in our room staring at the light I'd been up all night Is this life and we're just living it? Still I wanna celebrate our love I've been rolling like a 16 I can die on the floor I've been shackled and delivered There's a girl out there with silence in her eyes Her truth is in the dark And I see you coming in view Yeah, I need you I'm coming in two In view Ain't no wind that I could feel in a fleeting rain Turn around and rip my heart Then look at it and say how you broke away Ain't no way to elevate to another line With nowhere to go Ain't no chains to hold you in To hold you to To losing you Hiding from an enemy Something inside me died Hard to see real clear these days Darkness on my mind As I stare into the air ocean floor And I wonder where I once was Was I falling through the air tonight? Then crumble into your arms Is this love? Are you sure? Is it something you can control? I'm retired I'm in chains I'm in love I'm in pain All these changes everywhere Just go ahead and take my hand Hold me close, now let me go Try and understand I believe in all the power In doing what we can do We can try and learn to make it through Then come out the other side I don't see you at all coming in view How do we decide what we can do? I can't read your mind Give me the truth

Peter said to Paul you know all those words we wrote Are just the rules of the game and the rules are the first to go... But now talking to God is Laurel, begging Hardy for a gun I got a girl in the war man, I wonder what it is we done Paul said to Peter "you got to rock yourself a little harder" Pretend the dove from above is a dragon, and your feet are on fire But I got a girl in the war Paul the only thing I know to do Is turn up the music and pray that she makes it through Because the keys to the Kingdom got locked inside the King And the angels fly around in there but we can't see them I got a girl in the war Paul I know that they can here me yell If they can't find a way to help her they can go to Hell If they can't find a way to help her they can go to Hell Paul said to Peter "you got to rock yourself a little harder" Pretend the dove from above is a dragon, and your feet are on fire But I got a girl in the war Paul her eyes are like champagne They sparkle bubble over and in the morning all you got is rain They sparkle bubble over and in the morning all you got is rain They sparkle bubble over and in the morning all you got is rain