Tommy Lee - Bazza & Racco

Old fuck? What you talkin' 'bout, Willis? Yo, man Dude, I'm in fuckin', I'm in, uh, London, bro That's why I didn't answer, 'cause I was probably sleepin' Goddamn, cut the motherfucker a break, ha-ha I'm headed over to a rehearsal right now Um, it's like four, four in the morning for, for you I don't know where the fuck you're at But I'm assuming you're over in America somewhere Um, yeah, dude Fuckin' hit me later, bi-atch

Dem nuh bad, act dem a act Talk dem a talk, dem a chat A Tommy Lee, me a talk from mi heart Wid bare badness back a dat Hmm-mmm-mm-mmh Man Psycho Gaza run 'bout yaaa Fool Mi no know 'bout dem But me know 'bout who A gaza we run 'bout yaa Bwoy dem a flip me rachet Me will push through chest me Will show one a dem 'bout yaa Sparta send some Cyanide and 'bout two drum a gun powder Nuff bwoy just lip dem suck pussy mouth Wi nuh born wid nuh fear round yaa Wi nuh born, wid nuh fear round yaa Seh dem a kill and nuhbody nuh heard a dem Tuff chat like yuh want man 'fraid a yuh Mine me send one a mi demon gyal from Sparta come suck off yuh cock and murda yuh Diss me now a nuh if nor suppose Send me dead fren dem, come shoot yuh inna crowd And don't try run in cah yuh will get Ghost Mi no know 'bout dem But me know 'bout who A gaza we run 'bout yaa Bwoy dem a flip me rachet Me will push through chest me Will show one a dem 'bout yaa Sparta send some Cyanide and 'bout two drum a gun powder Nuff bwoy just lip dem suck pussy mouth Wi nuh born wid nuh fear round yaa Wi nuh born, wid nuh fear round yaa Buss bwoy head a dem gate daily Infront pastor, school pickney Try don't mek yuh luck guh run out When di demonz come out fi yuh Soul weh di devil send fi Rafe a di worse ting yuh will see Woii dem set duppy pon me Buss shot inna head arrogantly Fool Mi no know 'bout dem But me know 'bout who A gaza we run 'bout yaa Bwoy dem a flip me rachet Me will push through chest me Will show one a dem 'bout yaa Sparta send some Cyanide and 'bout two drum a gun powder Nuff bwoy just lip dem suck pussy mouth Wi nuh born wid nuh fear round yaa Mi no know 'bout dem But me know 'bout who A gaza we run 'bout yaa Bwoy dem a flip me rachet Me will push through chest me Will show one a dem 'bout yaa Sparta send some Cyanide and 'bout two drum a gun powder Nuff bwoy just lip dem suck pussy mouth Wi nuh born wid nuh fear round yaa Wi nuh born, wid nuh fear round yaa

Uncle demon Nephew demon Legion its uncle demon legion Any boy put a foot a get sho-k Mi no care weh yo come from sho-k Somebody head affi go open like book When mi walk a yo place an shot out yo face Look in a yo marrow awe sho-k God kill mi mi no have no heart Mi evil than how mi blood cloth look A mi first deh corrupt the war part Legion Sparta dig dem up Dig up every skeleton under the guns Thugs dem a Granville love pop it off Naw beg fi no bwoy man wi no fun Walton rise the thing wa no rust The one wa a sound like bam when hi buss Left hole in a bwoy head big like cup Uncle demon Any boy put a foot a get sho-k Mi no care weh yo come from sho-k Somebody head affi go open like book When mi walk a yo place an shot out yo face Look in a yo marrow awe sho-k God kill mi mi no have no heart Mi evil than how mi blood cloth look A mi first deh corrupt the war part Legion Mi no love man wid no reflection Mi no left my protection Buss bwoy head wa a leader Come in an style fi a yes man Burn dem soul fi the legion Till it come to perfection Left the whole place in a sorrow Ignore people imotions Sho-k Mi no care weh yo come from sho-k Somebody head affi go open like book When mi walk a yo place an shot out yo face Look in a yo marrow awe sho-k God kill mi mi no have no heart Mi evil than how mi blood cloth look A mi first deh corrupt the war part Legion Sho-k Mi no care weh yo come from sho-k Somebody head affi go open like book When mi walk a yo place an shot out yo face Look in a yo marrow awe sho-k God kill mi mi no have no heart Mi evil than how mi blood cloth look A mi first deh corrupt the war part Legion

Am a champion Am a hero Am gonna ride till my tank hit zero Am a hustler Am a gangster Am every single thing they told yo Or maybe am a knock off Maybe am just a fraud Maybe I ain't go never see the f–king face a God Maybe I ain't no spartan Maybe I ain't no king But one thing am a tell you I was really born to win Bad from mi head to mi toe Ever ready fi the war anywhere yo know Any body step to the dark a go lay down pon the floor Like a jungle lion mi meck mi gun roar Mi nuh tek dis Mi nuh tek chat Mi nuh tek crap Mi nuh tek dis Mi nuh tek box Any bwoy try trip a go drop Buss one straight in a him f–king head back I see dem coming from a far They got the guns a blaze and they approaching my car Tonight they ain't leaving no stars They come to meet the day lay down a the boulevard The difference between you and I Is I came in this war and I came prepared to die And you can see it in my eyes See it in my face, you can see it in my smile Am a champion Am a hero Am gonna ride till my tank hit zero Am a hustler Am a gangster Am every single thing they told yo Or maybe am a knock off Maybe am just a fraud Maybe I ain't go never see the f–king face a God Maybe I ain't no spartan Maybe I ain't no king But one thing am a tell you I was really born to win Dem seh mi sell mi soul These haters on a roll Bout dem a man and dem a bwal out a control Rumors dem try fi spread Dem just waan si mi dead But one thing mi can tell dem pu–y deh mi never scared Talk yuh a talk and a run off yo mouth Straight it mi rise, it a run in yo house Everything dead when mi gun dem come out Mi nuh know weh dem fah, but mi know weh mi bout See the news slaughter ration Get my rifle from the Asians Strap down more than a mental patient From yo know seh yo dis a spartan invasion Anywhere mi deh, anywhere mi go food haffi do The demons follow in a my shadow Any bwoy dis mi nah si tomorrow Gunshot a bring through yo bloodclaat marrow This a nuh movie This a nuh show This is reality suh let dem know Am a champion Am a hero Am gonna ride till my tank hit zero Am a hustler Am a gangster Am every f–king thing they told yo Or maybe am no knock off Maybe I am no fraud Maybe am the first one to see the f–king face a God Maybe I am a spartan Maybe I am a king But one thing am go tell you I was really born to win Ehmmm ehmmm ehmmm ehmmm Who don't want burn the city yea yeah In the rage Me am a champion is afraid of nobody me afraid of nobody

Damage Musiq Yow Damage Ayyy Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright Hello daddy know yuh neva recognize Glad to see you again oh God what a surprize Mi turn big man yah now Seet dey all ah joy Deya searching the dream Although it hard to find Mi do the music and mi get a lot a fight Feel a lotta pain, but that's part ah life Mi want a land fi buy cuz landlord mi no like Mi girlfriend ah breed, so ah family time Mi meet a lotta friend, some ah dem alright Some ah dem doh like mi worst dem mi nuh like Nuff ah dem make it, and just because di hype Dem gona back ah square one Right ah hungry time But that's a long story So me ago cut it short See ah 100 G ya Go do wah yuh want Telephone ah ring Ma mama call Ma-ma-ma me nah come home Mi deya pon de hunting Affi turn out to something Today imma make you proud Ma mama nah come home Mi deya pon de hunting Affi turn out to something One day imma make you proud Make you proud make you proud Hello mommy, mi just dream see daddy Him say him sorry, fi, cut lef di family Cuz dem woman now ah days doh want nobody Him say yuh perfect and yuh ah good somebody So me wah fi thank you fi di years dem way yuh care me Neva dash mi way no yuh neva Mi ah come for the Christmas, big house mi aguh Mi miss yuh cooking the rice and the curry And even though yuh son doh make it to college Don't worry don't fret no Inna di street ah weh mi get mi knowledge And though it rough out here We deya pon di hunting Mi get chase nuff time by lion and bears But mi deya pon di ground still Mi nah come home And deya pon de hunting Affi turn out to something One day imma make you proud Ma mama nah come home Mi deya pon de hunting Turn out to something Imma make you proud Make you proud (make you proud) Imma make you proud Mama imma make you make you make you proud Imma make you proud Yeah yeah yeah Deya pon di ground still Mi nah come home And deya pon de hunting (deya pon d hunting) Affi turn out to something (turn out to something) One day imma make you proud

Under me spliff a suh me deh under vibes Deh under vibes so me deh under vibes Deh under vibes so me deh under vibes Deh under vibes so me deh under vibes Aaahhh Me a tell dem doh fk wid Sparta Den fi get a Hennessy a my wata Hmm Jah Jah set me as a free man None a dem cya hold dung uncle demon Suh me feel hight wen me step inna di place Everybody start run wen me step inna di race Doh too talk much so nuh step inna me space Who cya hear me wi step inna yuh face, hmm Money cya, done money refill We nuh go less dan couple hundred mill Money talk boy so yuh betta stand still Cya roll high like dis youth bill Dem do weh dem wah we nuh cayta But certain side me nah play fah We nuh care if a now or lata Dis a one name everybody cya sweat fah Suh me feel hight wen me step inna di place Everybody start run wen me step inna di race Doh to talk much so nuh step inna me space Who cya hear me wi step inna yuh face, hmm Watch me chain nuh, watch me style nuh Ask me fans dem who design yuh Rich now we rich now we mek it Any show me go pan guess a who tek it Dem love chat man deal wid action Pan IG a throw bad caption Jump out a di whip wid di action Boy head divide inna fraction Gal a talk 'bout some boy a game Dat a some man me and dem a nuh di same Pan something gal cya call me name Bo buss some bloodclaat shot inna di air Suh me feel hight wen me step inna di place Everybody start run wen me step inna di race Doh to talk much so nuh step inna me space Who cya hear me wi step inna yuh face, hmm Watch me chain nuh, watch me style nuh Ask me fans dem who design yuh Rich now we rich now we mek it Any show me go pan guess a who tek it Ho-hold a vibes youth, ho-hold yuh vibes One bagga a gun a nuh one bagga noise Everything a rapid dem gun paralyze Bay killy dem a race come fi yuh vibes Tun on a clip fi mek it whole a dem slide Bay hollow tip a lodge up inna head side Boy run out a dem house Because me and dem a nuh size Under me spliff a suh me deh under vibes Deh under vibes so me deh under vibes Deh under vibes so me deh under vibes Deh under vibes so me deh under vibes Aaahhh Suh me feel hight wen me step inna di place Everybody start run wen me step inna di race Doh to talk much so nuh step inna me space Who cya hear me wi step inna yuh face, hmm...

Hello, mate (Bloody Hell) A Spaniard man deh inna yuh place We nuh cuss and we nuh trace, get straight to di place From mi deh inna di race, tell dem, "None dem nuh safe" Leff a telly inna yuh face Skeng bad inna di London, don, don, don Don, don, don, don, don, don, don (brrp) One order plus Klansman Badman Skeng Don, 1Don, Spain Town Gunman And if yuh feel like seh mi nuh duh action Recheck Good Man 'fore yuh get a wrong bang A my style dem a kick like Van Damme Birmingham, London, England, Brampton (listen up) Dem wah fi know weh mi find dem from A 30 grand mad dawg fi mi Burberry hat Ace a Spade mi a pop, a weh mi pill dem? God a weh yuh seh? Senseless pon di million dollar job (hashTag) Ratty Gang pon di 'Gram fi mi fans And mi dealt wid it smoother than di don fi di mob Better know a our time, our time pon di clock Yo, Navaz, dem flop, dem lost pon di map Don Don inna di London, don, don, don Don, don, don, don, don, don, don (brrp) One order plus Klansman Badman Skeng Don, 1Don, Spain Town Gunman And if yuh feel like seh mi nuh duh action Recheck Good Man 'fore yuh get a wrong bang A my style dem a kick like Van Damme Birmingham, London, England, Brampton (on and on) Inna di gyalchester (yow), manifest (dat bad) Money wi a mek, a weh di vexing fah? Nuh see how di gyal pussy fat? Shacko maths dat Tell har bring a fren and doh lef out buddah A which idiot do dat? Dem wish dem coulda Cross and angry like Simpson Miller We a tear dung villa, she tun backup singer Navaz pick it up inna di big black Bimma Inna di London, don, don, don Don, don, don, don, don, don, don (brrp) One order plus Klansman Badman Skeng Don, 1Don, Spain Town Gunman And if yuh feel like seh mi nuh duh action Recheck Good Man 'fore yuh get a wrong bang A my style dem a kick like Van Damme Birmingham, London, England, Brampton (on and on) Mm-mm Senseless a lie? Killa life, step nuh Murdera, plan fi duh? Chin a fly, different, step, now Gunman (Bloody Hell) Hello, mate

You make my love feel like contraband You make my love feel like contraband Want me stuck in your quicksand Looks like my love is contraband I tell you Heaven can wait Fire burning in a Taurus' heart But you only want to infuriate So, send my love to St. Barth You say I only wanna jest and I joke Never taking you seriously enough All my decisions, just going for broke Drinking '61 Petrus from a trough You make my love feel like contraband You make my love feel like it's contraband Want me stuck in your quicksand Looks like my love is contraband A bad influence is what I was branded Ohhh, Something you never could withstand Money and power is what I was handed Now, even my love is contraband All my actions are for nought But my words are fraught with danger And your mind's always distraught As you eye the handle of that Derringer Oh oh Oh oh Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh You make my love feel like contraband You make my love feel like it's contraband Want me stuck in your quicksand In your quicksand Looks like my love is contraband