Slow Singing

[Intro] Ready up enuh Stephen Tek dem to a next level a evil Hahahahaha Ayyyy Dead dem dead [Pre-Hook] Its gonna be Slow singing, flowers bringing Marrow fly like pigeon, in the evening Bawl mama bawl woii [Hook] Mama Hey mama buy a wreath for Yuh son Cause he fuck around, now he gon die by my gun I know yuh, know yuh gonna cry when you come When yuh see him body lying on the ground [Verse 1] Gunshot fly through face, tear him skin like curtain See a mumma cryin cause yuh leave har inna burden Bwoy life erase, tomorrow it nuh certain Him inform pon mi don and mek him dead behind di iron curtain Dem seh war, mi step in, and tek it over Bwoy face mash up funeral day dem haffi mek it over Di SK stick to me, its like dem mek it pon mi shoulder And mi buss in inna di square or offa di patroller [Hook] Dem bwoy deh nuh bad dem have a bagga dream Police full di scheme, di tugs dem empty di magazine Nuh baby inna di bag a fi him A tell man bout stab, gunshot fly thru di bwoy gabardine [Verse 2] Yuh wanna, die fast or die slow My .44 mek yuh didn't breed yuh gyal, so yuh kids didn't born to grow You know, were heartless killers Gunshot mash up to yuh toe Di gully side thats how yuh know They said im evil David Constantine And dem cyaa manage my war No sah not in these constant times Gunshot fly thru dem dutty mind Dem diss [?], alright Cubans, rise up di dutty .9 [Outro] Hahahaha Ayyyy Dead dem dead