Warning Parental advisory. Explicit lyrics
We send dem home, yeah
Bwoy dead like stray dog
New member inna the graveyard
Bwoy
You a punk, a your throat me a go slash
Pussy, weh you know 'bout Buzz Gaza Hash?
M1 rifle strap on 'pon me back
Crack your skull like calabash
Pussy, have you ever knock it inna traffic?
Have you ever buss a man throat with a hatchet?
You no know nothing 'bout badness, watch it
MAK-90 go deal with you crabbit
Say dem a badman, a liar dem
Man show you rifle, you never fire dem (haha)
A could a who a hire dem?
Markus, mek we wire dem
Go suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
The SIG triangle broad
Shot a play inna your head like Loodi
I am so fucking Unruly
No likkle wannabe Don cyaan fool me
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
Use the Uzi and go shell dem ends
Dem a try jump fence, me coral dem Benz
Likkle jackass, no have no fucking sense
Fully auto squeeze inna your contact lens
Dash 'way dem body fi dem stink and wrenk
Bwoy live inna cement, a no accident
No care how much bloodclaat gun dem rent
Man, will kill dem inna any event
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
SIG triangle broad
Shot a play inna your head like Loodi
I am so fucking Unruly
No likkle wannabe Don cyaan fool me
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
Buss the AK with me right hand
Big 'matic shoob out a the van
Any bwoy weh a claim dem a Don
Copper mek your skin look like Yellowman, hey
So me lift up every gun weh me have fi go kill dem slowly
Me see the likkle priest dem a mek talk
And dem still don't know me
Pussy, you no bad like Rihanna
Shot will play inna your head like piano
Me and your badness could a never similar
Your friend dem go dead from the 'K weh me gi' Miller, ha
Go suck your mother, dawg (wha'?)
You no bad like Unruly
SIG triangle broad
Shot a play inna your head like Loodi
I am so fucking Unruly
No likkle wannabe Don cyaan fool me
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
Woii yoii
Wicked
Yeah man, you no bad like Unruly, bwoy
You favor idiot!
Haha
You know!
Woii yoii
Bwoy violate, him go the fucking hanging tree
Gyallis (woii yoii)
Outta bomboclaat yallis
Wha'?!
Get the Killy dem crazy now!
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