Black Bandana

When we ah shoot on the camera
 Bassline beat and a balalala
 We nuh tek talk from no man, gun dem long
 Roll out inna black bandana
 And when we roll out inna black bandana
 No bwoy can't bumbaclart diss man
 Dem dead, Killa don't response
 Plus dem know say the Killa's from Brixton
 When we ah shoot on the camera
 Bassline beat and a balalala
 We nuh tek talk from no man, gun dem long
 Roll out inna black bandana
 When we roll out inna black bandana
 Bwoy can't diss Killaman in any manner
 Man woulda kidnap your sister, beat up your bredda
 And run, bax up your mother
 Oh, we have 'nuff ting fi start out
 Inna bassline, Killaman, me nuh have nuttin' fi talk 'bout
 Hear your mooma bawl out
 "No kill mi son", that be ah your mooma, she ah bawl out
 Weh di bitch ah bawl 'bout? Cyaan cry with your hand pon your head
 Till your whole wig and your two front teeth fall out
 Some brand new gunman ah buss
 Yo, Irah, shoot di front room wall out
 Some likkle man fi know
 A Killaman name you nuh fi call out
 Gunshot buss, headtop fall out
 One man diss me? Know you'll see all
 The whole of mi Cemetery Warriors dem ah crawl out
 Pon you and your stinking friends and your ends
 That's why di gun dem bark out
 We nuh have nuttin' fi talk 'bout
 Black bandana
 And when we roll out inna black bandana
 Black bandana
 When we ah shoot on the camera
 Bassline beat and a balalala
 We nuh tek talk from no man, gun dem long
 Roll out inna black bandana
 When we roll out inna black bandana
 Bwoy can't diss Killaman in any manner
 Man woulda kidnap your sister, beat up your bredda
 And run, bax up your mother, oh
 Black bandana pon face
 No CCTV ah catch badman face
 Sniper from a long distance, midday
 Not Call of Duty, man ah play
 RPG, handgun and grenade
 Just dash front room, we wan' clear out space
 Know say that man are badbwoy any day
 And we nuh tek chat or thump inna face
 Fifty-calibre shot inna face
 See the gun what me have? Cyaan carry pon waist
 Real gunman, me nuh miss when I aim
 No shot inna sky, man fire it straight
 Turn up ah di war, bulletproof vest
 Dem vexed when bullet dem start penetrate
 All police cyaan come pon di scene
 'Cause a-we babylon dem cyaan regulate
 When bassline start ah we clap gun weh
 My gun long like di plane pon di runway
 If a man wan' diss Killa pon Monday
 A-gunshot ah beat all week till Sunday
 Him have a big base, come, we go down there
 When my bars start an instant warfare
 A nuh do infrared, bulletproof can't wait
 Dem same bwoy dere say dem wan' war we
 Send fi mi breddas or mi Killa gang Army
 Hmm, 'bout dem wan' violate we?
 Light up dem head like a Christmas tree
 Brain ah go jump like bloodclart flea
 Informer chat? Dem nuh interest badman
 357 and .44 Magnum
 Beat it, boobap, ballalla, clap one
 Never left the machine
 When we ah shoot on the camera (buckeye)
 Bassline beat and a balalala (yeah)
 We nuh tek talk from no man, gun dem long
 Roll out inna black bandana
 And when we roll out inna black bandana
 No bwoy can't bumbaclart diss man
 Dem dead, Killa don't response
 Plus dem know say the Killa's from Brixton
 When we ah shoot on the camera (boobap)
 Bassline beat and a balalala (balalalala)
 We nuh tek talk from no man, gun dem long
 Roll out inna black bandana
 When we roll out inna black bandana
 Bwoy can't diss Killaman in any manner
 Man woulda kidnap your sister, beat up your bredda
 And run, bax up your mother