CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Felony

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Yow rise up the thing dem...
Not even God can stop me from go fi dem today, Bout them bad not a bad
Not a crime dem nah do
Ah who dem deh police yo try waan dem eno
Cah right now man head mad

When me go fi bwoy me nuh too join chatting, Ketch dem a creech Thursday night whopping...
Fresh rounds inna mouth like peppermint
None a dem cyah diss the Sparta link
Yo nuh bad like a mi doh bother a me (no sah)
Yo nuh bad like me doh bother a me (no sah)
Run over dem crush dem totally
And yo cyah ketch me so yo try obeah me
Mhmmm

Walk up discreet
Put it pon repeat head buss up inna piece
When me leff the scene bwoy wrap up inna sheet
My choppa jus tun bully inna beast
Squaddy beg yuh please, don't come off ah di Jeep
(Squaddy beg yuh please, don't come off ah di Jeep)
Cah wen the bomba buss it open up the concrete
dem nuh get up and ah bleed
Dem cah step inna we area, we a life taker
Oh my God wen me wul yo with the Beretta
Not even God can save yah
Mmhmm
When the gun do the crime wi nuh cater
We nuh Kel-Teca hmm
Run yuh dung middle day with the Beretta
Not even God can save yah
Cah man a murderer
Dem know Sparta wi buss head nuh burglar
Big head bite out like Adda burger ya
Rip out bwoy parts hm
Wul da surgery ya
D illest sickest bomboclaat murderer
Bring dem, send dem
We nuh borrow gun nor lend dem
Suicide note, then heng dem
Ride up bududup pon a weng weng
Ahhhhhh