Beenie Man - Christmas Murder lyrics

Ah what happen to them pussy here?
Unnu think ah jingle bell?
My gun inna your head like a bell!
(bang bang) brain swell!
You ah hear me fool?

Bumba hole unnu dead for the Christmas
My Desert Eagle no like Santa Clause
It noway matter who draw or who shoot first
One mile away from the sniper glass
(you get it)

Bumba hole you come here so and ah talk up
When see my gun take away your body fast
We no kill people fi duppy come on
Just one inna your head and
Take three inna your heart

These gifts you'll be getting ain't
Come with no wrapping
Gun shot will be clapping
Bring crying and sobbing
Pastor will be praying
Grave hole will be digging
Family carry coffin him diss when me diss him
Gun pop off, him running
My 45 stop him, when gun shot ah clap him
Me push back my cap in before they drop him
Him shout out Jah blessing
Eternity napping me give him it there

We say we will kill them this Christmas
Unnu know say ah funeral for the New Year
Get some new carbine rifle and some new gear
A shipment of bullets cause the
Whole of them near
And some critical labour triangle
Mouth over there the whole of them ah coward
Meaning pussy them fear
Me bust my gun any time and minute any where
Me ah the pussy them worst nightmare
Me tell them