Vybz Kartel - Dem Bwoy Deh A Coward lyrics

Yo Doza tell smurf get di rifle dem closa
Deva, dem fi know seh we a hothead
Weh squeeze bullet inna face like blackhead
Some bwoy a talk
But dem a crack head, man a real bad man

Dem bwoy deh a coward dem only talk bout bad
Mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God bread fruit coward
Dem only talk bout bad mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God

Dem seh sticks and stone bruk bone
Gunshot send bwoy go funeral home
Pussy come a flip like Milla gyal phone
Blood a run like di water, di mineral own
From me a likkle bwoy big man nuh diss me
Yuh mad if a even fi fling a one stone
Mi colder than di cream in a million cone
Importing shoota, every killa unknown (yeah)
Di Ak sound like jackhammer
Every man drop, Bramma cock dat Glock hammer
Me have a mac and a chrome and black hammer
Mek police back up, backup, cop gramma
When it scream like Angela and Donna
Headshot, headshot bore up yuh bandana
Dem nah come pon di bloodclaat turf
Ask bloodclaat Smurf

Dem bwoy deh a coward dem only talk bout bad
Mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God bread fruit coward
Dem only talk bout bad mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God

Hey! We cook him three-minute flat
Before di police can reach him, him drop
So how mi so cold, vybz rum wid no ice
Hot grabba wid di weed, mi keepin' it hot
If a shootout, mi beatin' it back
War blood out, anuh
Mi nuh touch di road wid
Badness haffi genuine like leather
Of di pig back
Avalanche seh hothead and hothead haffi par
Nah run leff my thugs inna war
How mi fi bail out fire
Gunshot, when mi look round
Di bwoy drive off wid di car
A coulda heaven yuh deh, dat nuh far
Mi send fi di S to di L to di R
And circle dem ends wid mi gyal cah
Nuff man nuh bad like har

Dem bwoy deh a coward dem only talk bout bad
Mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God bread fruit coward
Dem only talk bout bad mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God

Dem seh sticks and stone bruk bone
Gunshot send bwoy go funeral home
Pussy come a flip like Milla gyal phone
Blood a run like di water, di mineral own
From me a likkle bwoy big man nuh diss me
Yuh mad if a even fi fling a one stone
Mi colder than di cream in a million cone
Importing shoota, every killa unknown (yeah)
Di Ak sound like jackhammer
Every man drop, Bramma cock dat Glock hammer
Me have a mac and a chrome and black hammer
Mek police back up, backup, cop gramma
When it scream like Angela and Donna
Headshot, headshot bore up yuh bandana
Dem nah come pon di bloodclaat turf
Ask bloodclaat Smurf

Dem bwoy deh a coward dem only talk bout bad
Mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God bread fruit coward
Dem only talk bout bad mi neva leff mi gun
Dat mean mi walk bout mad
Mi wi' buss it inna face and
Mi wi' buss it inna chest
Mi nuh buss it inna sky
Because mi nah shoot God