Lyrical Weapon

[Intro] Just let dem know it's ah IRAH machine gun firer Terror Danjah Ballalalla, Hardrive Mek mi tell you dis [Verse 1] Speak noun and adverb, adjective and verb 'Nuff ah dem ah observe, mi style is absurd Intelligence, fi find the right word Jah leg shall walk fi fly them like birds Brand new style inna grime never heard Baddadan Saddam and a million Kurds Any boy diss, and dem skin get burned Gunshot mek a bwoy twist and turn Mek D-I-E into D-R-Y Brandish di hand ting, wet up your Nike (Ballalla) Gunshot dem get all in front of wifey Badman no business into no [?] Bomboclaat, 'bout a bwoy wan' fight me Dеm nah wan' war, dem runners, dem sight mе Clap, clap copper shots from the MAC-90 Kidnap bwoy, see the niggas at nighty (Nah) [Chorus] My yout, weh yuh deh pon? (Ballalalla) I am the lyrical weapon (Bakai) My yout, weh yuh deh pon? (Jook-jook-jook) Time fi a lyrical lesson My yout, weh yuh deh pon? (Dead) I am the lyrical weapon (Dem know this) My yout, weh yuh deh pon? (Trust mi) Time fi a lyrical lesson [Verse 2] Man's [?] base (Dead) Tell a MC nuh step inna dis type ah way (Nah) Buss the black MAC in all type ah way (Ballalalla) And then tun on machine like microwave (Bakai) Bomboclaat MC, dem ah go dead today (Dead) Mi ah go circle dem ends like the Jone and J Jo-jooked em up bad inna di worse ah way Police haffi look inna di bush today Bomboclaat, if ah war, then start it (Wah?) Gut or dem liver, sell it at the black market (Nah) Load up the hand ting, mi hand and start blast it Brixton, Gaza, one order, nah cross it (Dead) YTP, man ah fire, try pass it (Buss it) Bomborasclaat Magnum, mi rass it Fibreglass handgun, Killa P, pass it (Balla) Dem nah wan' war with the 12 gauge or dis [Chorus] My yout, weh yuh deh pon? I am the lyrical weapon My yout, weh yuh deh pon? Time fi a lyrical lesson My yout, weh yuh deh pon? I am the lyrical weapon My yout, weh yuh deh pon? Time fi a lyrical lesson [Verse 3] Which courthouse, which subpoena? Diss badman and get face inna Gleaner Chop dem up fine, find body inna freezer Riko Dan tell mi fi murder the geezer Brixton, Tottenham, each in one order Clap, clap, clap it, dem too outta order IRAH mi name, real don dada Gunshot if dem try diss the order Mek mi tell yuh dis, mi a badman And mi come straight outta South London Brixton, Gaza, one order, we shot man Southside, Tel Aviv, ballalalla, bad blood Run outta shot? Mi good fi just stab one Cemetery times, and Riko Dan grab one [?], hand mi the double mout' shotgun Army tun up and the whole place pop down [Chorus] My yout, weh yuh deh pon? I am the lyrical weapon My yout, weh yuh deh pon? Time fi a lyrical lesson My yout, weh yuh deh pon? I am the lyrical weapon My yout, weh yuh deh pon? Time fi a lyrical lesson My yout, weh yuh deh pon? I am the lyrical weapon My yout, weh yuh deh pon? Time fi a lyrical lesson My yout, weh yuh deh pon? I am the lyrical weapon My yout, weh yuh deh pon? Time fi a lyrical lesson [Outro] My yout, weh yuh deh pon?