Alkaline - Buss Head lyrics

[Intro] Buss head! Yo, Young Lord, Young Lord, Young Lord (f** dem up) Hey… (f** dem up) Yo Fra** [Chorus] If Babylon no worry me, then who dem bwoy yah? Waan violate and no expect gunshot fi fire Know dem no serious when it comes down to the wire, hey Buss dem f**ing head ’cause dem a prier Fra**, sound up the trumpet like a choir Man a pick up dem slippers when shot a fire You never k** nobody, you is a f**ing liar, hey Buss dem f**ing head ’cause dem a prier [Verse 1] Watch yah now Roll silent, but we’re lethal None of my gun dem no legal We no care who inna your vehicle Gunshot a k** everybody in a sequal Tell unuh fi lowe the badness and pree gyal We a human, but we anuh equal War cyan buy out, it cyan resolve No need police, crime no hard fi we solve Vendetta role silent, but we’re deadly p**y dem a chat like Beverly Anything a anything, me ready Iron tablet fi a bwoy weh talk heavy Mi say fi, do wha’ you a do and stop tell me Cyan trick we, no we’re not friendly And if a shootout, then a shootout Make dem know say the drum nuh have no empty a empty Me mad with a clip and it always a tempt me Gun smoke give me a high like Sinse Young Lord, you know the odds is against me You ask me the reason, me tell you say a envy Country bwoy come a town a pretend fi k**ing, know him anuh k**er but him a ‘pprentice ‘Par a town, but the bwoy deh a St. E’ Claat the six panse, me a give him ’bout 20 [Chorus] Babylon don’t worry me, neither dem bwoy yah Dem cyan violate and no expect gunshot fi fire Know dem no serious when it comes down to the wire, hey Buss dem f**ing head ’cause dem a prier Fra**, we a sound the trumpet like a choir Man a pick up dem slippers when shot a fire Me lose mi shipment, me haffi find a next supplier, hey Buss dem f**ing head ’cause dem a prier [Verse 2] Action, nuh have fi talk Know me a genial and me craft the craft Body split, 40 parts Gunshot inna your lungs make it hard fi cough Murder scene white chalky-chalk Forensic tell your mother say, she cyan go pa** If me no mean it, me nah go talk Big all buss heads weh walk the walk Tracing a joke ting Cyan bother with the toasting Fool just get a one strap and now badness a choke him Damn, wha’ kind of weed dem smoking? Me a wonder who coach him Bere gunshot when me approach him A so me step dem, co*kroach him Why dem a do the most things? Cyan bother with the toasting Bwoy just get a one link and now badness a choke him Damn, wha’ kind of weed dem smoking? Me a wonder who coach him Bere gunshot when me approach him A so me step dem, co*kroach him [Chorus] Babylon no worry me, neither dem bwoy yah Cyan violate and no expect gunshot fi fire Know dem no serious when it comes down to the wire, hey Buss dem f**ing head ’cause dem a prier Fra**, sound up the trumpet like a choir Man a pick up dem slippers when shot a fire You never k** nobody, you is a f**ing liar, hey Buss dem f**ing head ’cause dem a prier [Outro] f** dem up, f** dem up f** dem up