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?