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[INTRO & CHORUS:]
Dem caan dis maxfield, run awaaaaaay(run), dem know it's di braama
And di teacha fi life mi nuh guh weh and come back with nine when
Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm, teacha
Mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
Dem dead, mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead

[VERSE 1:]
When mi ah squeeze bwoy dead and gone, get lead and gone dem get embalm
Di bwoy dem ah sleep inna bed and armed, suh mi kick off di door
Kill tek and gone, skin get burn like weh dem from, wi nuh
Fling stone like fred and bomm, maxfield gun dem with bwoy lay down
Flat like grass yuh spray pon lawn, limp come ah war and dem ah gwaan
Like dem ah fighter, I detest dem and mi bun dem with ah lighter
Then mi swing di six pants to sight like typewriter, braaama
Weh yuh ah bust, bomma! ah betta than ant nest thing, guh fi my
Own on a conference thing, bwoy head left pon di damn fencing, di six
Pants ah nuh pants length thing, ah finger strength it, ah nuh arms
Wrestling, by my side ready constantly when ah wi guh bust it cah mi
Fans dem few, wi mek dem in stony rock weh di bomb dem fling

[CHORUS:]
When Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm
Teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
Dem dead, mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead

[VERSE 2:]
Guh fi my own mi nuh business with war come gwaan like dem caan bleed
Dem si mi AK-matic and beg, and ah look dem caan read, kartel done
Write up it inna bwoy chest, we just seize yuh piece, inna longshot squeeze
Dat I sample it(twitch dead) bwoy caan breathe, mi have mi gun inna hand
With extra clip on mi waist, copper mi gi pon a haste, blood haffi drip
And a waste, dem just ah lip and a trace dem just ah bitch and ah waste
(strappa)ah kick inna face, bomma! bust my gun bwoy lie down flat
Mi nuh bruce lee mi nuh fight combat, mi nuh jet li mi nuh try numchuk
When this clap all di sky turn black, tru bwoy mek man ah fly gun
Charter, hotta than when 'sylum pack, god man ah beat like skydrum
Track kartel I enter who fa dat

[CHORUS:]
My loan, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm teacha mek ah step up
Inna bwoy zone, 'quint and beg and bawl peace, boom boom boom wi ah
Squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead, mi beeeat him
Mac eleven blood ah run inna da street, crowd ah draw pon di cover unda
Sheet(don't diss braama) you shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi
Ah squeeze dem dead, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead

[VERSE 1 REPEAT:]
When mi ah squeeze bwoy dead and gone, get lead and gone dem get embalm
Di bwoy dem ah sleep inna bed and armed, suh mi kick off di door
Kill tek and gone, skin get burn like weh dem from, wi nuh
Fling stone like fred and bomm, maxfield gun dem with bwoy lay down
Flat like grass yuh spray pon lawn, limp come ah war and dem ah gwaan
Like dem ah fighter, I detest dem and mi bun dem with ah lighter
Then mi swing di six pants to sight like typewriter, braaama
Weh yuh ah bust, bomma! ah betta than ant nest thing, guh fi my
Own on a conference thing, bwoy head left pon di damn fencing, di six
Pants ah nuh pants length thing, ah finger strength it, ah nuh arms
Wrestling, by my side ready constantly when ah wi guh bust it cah mi
Fans dem few, wi mek dem in stony rock weh di bomb dem fling

[OUTRO:]
When Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm
Teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
Dem dead mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead, when Mi guh fi my own mi ah put
Shot up inna bwoy door arm, teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone
'quint and beg and bawl peace, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead

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