Текст песни Song Writer

VYBZ KARTEL - SONG WRITER Song Writer Lyrics: 

Intro:
Hey singer, mi yuh a call songwriter, eh? 
War teacher gang fighter 
Gunshot write off yuh gang like paper from di typewriter 
Yuh boss mek yuh feel hyper 
But this rifle this sniper mek hollow tip blow like ten pied piper 
Bout man a traitor, oonu is a faker, listen mi Jamaica 

Verse 1:
Dem a pussy inna badman place 
When yuh see mi gun inna mi hand or one pon waist 
When mi a kill bwoy pon border 
Movado a barber weh yuh put powder pon man face 
Flexx, please waan sing and wave 
Warlord move so yuh feel big and brave 
When him deh yah peace giving man trim and shave 
Weh yuh ova so ah dig man grave 
Every man inna Alliance mi give him shots 
How Sharon Burke a go pay fi him tax 
Shot spot Marshall like chicken pox 
Link off Killa head wid a kitchen ax 
Bull Dawg nuh pound dog Bling him fat 
Busy step out bullets stop within him tracks 
Movado him a gwaan like di real Mccoy 
But when copper tek singin blocks
Di gangsta piss and shit himself bout nine times, dat's di facts 
Him a bleed like pads from di Maxi box 
Kartel rise di glocks and relax di max 
Mi kill him a go find him like di House Of Wax 
Him ah stink like wet shoes without di socks 
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Cau mi a gang fighter not sing writer 

Chorus:
Mi gun write di songs wid hollow tips pon bwoy skin 
When we a kill bumbohole some pussy a trim yeah 
Any war weh mi fight mi win, inna war dem crown mi king 
Waan come diss but I see him memba Assassin 
Now a full time fi di bullets flossin 

Verse 2:
Mi tun up di war temperature 
Alliance tun memory pon dead picture 
Dem nuh straight dem cross like swashtika 
Clap mi hand dem drop like mosquito 
Elephant Man neva follow dem him reach BET lock dung MTV 
Why oonu waan test VC? 
All yuh gonna get is a grave marked R.I.P. 
Hey! Killa recruit Aidonia 
True him lyrics dem bad like a bonier 
If yuh need him fi write song fi yuh 
If yuh was a phone, yuh couldn't  be no phonier
Let di likkle star shine don't bring him dung 
Mi a tell yuh this this have a funky tone 
Anyday violate Kartel don't do a Killa walk 
Yuh betta do a Bounty run! BLOODCLAAT! 

Chorus:
Mi gun write di songs wid hollow tips pon bwoy skin 
When we a kill bumbohole some pussy a trim yeah 
Any war weh mi fight mi win, inna war dem crown mi king 
Waan come diss but I see him memba Assassin 
Now a full time fi di bullets flossin