Skeng

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e mi number num one) x3
 i nom i nom one (I'm number one) x3
 (Verse one)
 this one dedicated to all badman
 whether ya from Manchester or London
 whether ya from north London or Brixton
 (?) push up in a hand
 fi nom i nom two
 si flow dan a killa road show
 all my brothers are mi roll deep bro
 you don't wanna brush or step on wi shoe
 you know I say true
 mi nom i nom three
 put in the Ganja take out the seed
 for all a me intelligent people
 pon di road side we a smoke weed
 yes indeed, thats what we need,
 four, one time we talk and nah talk no more
 sight dem boy and wi kick off the door
 kick of dem door and wi run up wid tha four four
 you don't wana see the four four
 five, bust my gun and them nah stay alive,
 tek 'way ya son I might tek 'way your wife,
 (and you dun kno say mi a go still ago stab with knife,
 tell dem mi nom in nom six,
 dem walk with knife when we walk with sticks,
 killa man mi ago done some pricks,
 done some pricks wid tha M one six,
 tell dem (babylon?) seven,
 how much gun (wi got?) bust wid da seven
 man don't wanna get us wid da seven,
 cos ya only gonna get eleven
 (something something) eight
 bust my gunshot boy at the gate,
 wi don't really care it's early or late,
 badman man real we nah fake
 straight, mi nom i nom i nom nine,
 tec wid da nine, SW9, tec nine and a tec nine
 boy dem can't dis mi it's fine, if a boy fuck wi mine,
 then I get the ten, mac ten,
 fi nom i nom ten, tell dem already
 nah tell dem again
 no problem
 (chorus)
 um, skeng, skeng, skeng
 mi a killa man bust off the big skeng
 skeng, skeng, skeng
 mi a killa man wi load the big skeng
 car, car, car,
 skeng pon road, no skeng in car
 car, car, car
 mi a killa man roll in a car,
 road, road, road,
 (walk inna something something) and I walk with sword,
 sword, sword, sword,
 shot inna face like dart in a board,
 real, real, real
 bullet fly through bumper, whole windscreen
 screen, screen, screen
 who can't hear dem (woman ago feel)
 (verse 2)
 [puuuuusssyole dem nah know me]
 see mi pon di roadside rolling
 like say ya feel ya cyan roll in
 we have da machine ready for dem,
 ready for dem,
 no make me ave fe stroll in,
 when the big dogs roll in,
 you don't want see when gunshot start beat
 it will be like when dog'a eat tripe
 come a to stop a whole lotta dem,
 tell you d'truth se mi nah care bout dem,
 cah we me duppy de duppy de duppy (cah instead of 'cos)
 de duppy de duppy dem
 me ago send bad duppy fe dem
 man a bad a man from a long time,
 I swear down you can ask all a de people dem,
 look inna mi face, brother man you don't wanna see man when wi get evil then,
 then, then, then,
 you don't wanna see me get evil,
 evil, evil, evil,
 worse, worse, worse,
 shot inna face make you send for the nurse,
 nurse, nurse, nurse,
 doctor can't fix ya send for the hearse,
 hearse, hearse, hearse,
 doctor can't fix you send fe de hearse,
 black, black, black,
 funeral start everybody in a black,
 poper in a suit and muma in a frock,
 lines 1-9 of verse 2 repeated.

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Duration
04:39
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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