[Intro]
Unuh know mi ah di baddest man
Get mi guns from Afghanistan
It's Killa for reala the fools dem are running from
I don't know where the fools get the promise from
Killa for reala and my family
You know that my family ah fly back to the promised land
There ain't a fuckery weh the government can promise man
Mi ah di wickedest ting, mi ah di baddest dan
Any boy wan' diss mi gun?
Then mi get me gun dem and my bullet dem from Afghanistan
Or even Pakistan and if a bwoy diss mi
Then he ah go see shot fly like frisbee
A nice likkle gyal can't even come kiss mi
That's how it goes when I'm on the road
[Verse 1: Killa P]
Dem never get it right, that's why dem get left
Gunshot inna dem head and dem chest
In peace, that's where 'nuff man ah rest
Over gyal, that's where 'nuff man ah stress
Killa for reala, you know seh mi god bless
And you know say a Killa for reala you no fi test
Only a killer can kill a killer, so right now
Right now, that's why duppy mi ah mek
Duppy mi ah mek, cah mi nuh senseless
None of we nuh deal with no no senseless killing
But unuh know say mi dogs dem willing
From my dogs dem run out and I say shell
That's when me dogs dem kill him
You know seh the Killaman ready and willing
Bare blood spilling, gun drilling
From the beginning, none of my dogs are sinning
[Chorus]
Tune weh we have, yes, we bill dem quick
Niggas on the road, yes, we kill dem quick
Go to their funeral and find their girlfriend
Go back to their house and give them dick
Everybody knows Killa's heart's colder than dis
But Killaman feels old inna dis
He's been threatening the Killa wid a .45
But when I got there, he was holding a spliff (Yo)
[Verse 2]
Dem never get it right but fuck them
They're like a Mini Coop, Killa's like a truck when
Asked certain gyal mi used to lay down with tell mi dem love me
You know say the Killa never loved dem
Certain gangsters that I used to have round the Killa
Trust mi, the Killa never trust them
That's why any gun weh mi dig outta my back garden
You know mi ready fi buss them
Put inna your face and then buss then
Look inna di garden, mi bredda, man ah moss dem
From dem violate, then it must dead
Coulda been a gunshot or buss head
Me nuh care if ah Jim or Mark or Ted
Dem cyaan tek mi fi Barney, nor Fred
The whole of dem bwoy deh must dead
We put gunshot inna head, not inna leg
[Chorus]
Tune weh we have, yes, we bill dem quick
Niggas on the road, yes, we kill dem quick
Go to their funeral and find their girlfriend
Go back to their house and give them dick
Everybody knows Killa's heart's colder than dis
But Killaman feels old inna dis
He's been threatening the Killa wid a .45
But when I got there, he was holding a spliff
[Verse 3]
Check
Dis ah no cartoon ting like Jerry and Tom
Man better know what the Killaman's on
You don't know where the Killaman's from?
SW-TEC-9, Brixton
Where we have more gun, more bullet and bare friction
Likkle fool cyaan diss man
Gun inna mouth, spliff inna left hand
And you know say mi gun nuh jam
So when Killaman tell a man shut up
Bwoy cyaan tell a man no, no
Shot ah go beat, beat
Bare shot ah go blow
Man ah man ah get shanked from your head to your toe
Slug in your head from the end of the road
None of dem cyaan violate my code
Kill all ah dem from the young to the old, oh
[Chorus: Killa P]
Tune weh we have, yes, we bill dem quick
Niggas on the road, yes, we kill dem quick
Go to their funeral and find their girlfriend
Go back to their house and give them dick
Everybody knows Killa's heart's colder than dis
But Killaman feels old inna dis
He's been threatening the Killa wid a .45
But when I got there, he was holding a spliff
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