Quantanium Records - Instant Disaster lyrics

[Intro] To all my f**ing enemies Dem underestimate p**y dem a try test mi faith [Verse 1] What if mi waan fi show the f**ing world a better side What if mi waan fi see the war thing, and step aside? A nuh like mi cyaa mek no Beretta rise A simple thing fi crack yuh f**ing skull, like pepper light See mi a easy, and never know a so mi bad 'Member mi roll with the bloodclaat Gully God! Diss Jahmiel, p**yhole you mussi mad! Dawg, you nuh see a sense dem nuh f**ing have?! Mi try fi build, and some p**y a try draw mi out Middle day we buss dem head and that draw the crowd A simple f**ing thing fi left you marrow pon the road Dem love fi chat, we put a shot in a dem horny mouth Spanish Town, just tell some rookie chill Patriots too bad fi some p**y k** None a dem bombohole deh nuh start well Dem nuh bad fi a represent Kartel [Chorus] A mi strength, some bwoy waan live off of Dem never know a instant disaster Dawg, mi get that from mi father Never grow fi trace like no Shebada Ahhh From Riverly, to Tivoly Tell dem, it hard fi get rid a we Mi success a go mek dem sick a me Dem a dump, ask Trump or Hillary [Verse 2] Notnice, 'member the browning weh you a wife up? You cyan control her, you give her knife cut True she have yuh secret seh you like s** Like you nyam front artist, weh a try buss Inna the gang him a the tallest man See a group a girls, and him waan the smallest one Bombohole you a pedophile Ladies watch you babies, 'cause him will tek yuh child A next thing From some bwoy go sing bout nappy Dem a think 'bout batty p**y dem a try bring down Jahmi' Tell the bleach out fish, try bring down bammy Haha [Chorus] A mi strength, some bwoy waan live off of Dem never know a instant disaster Dawg, mi get that from mi father Never grow fi trace like no Shebada Ahhh From Riverly, to Tivoly Tell dem, it hard fi get rid a we Mi success a go mek dem sick a me Dem a dump, ask Trump or Hillary [Outro] Notnice, you have yuh puppet dem a sing a bag of diss song Tell dem find a f**ing hit song, and stop sing fiction You see wha' mi a say? Man work hard fi this, dem p**y deh cyaa get no hype off a me Know that You done know a feelings you a carry, true mi never sign the contract But 'member you did tell me say mi lose mi talent G? So weh the badman thing fah now? Haha Joke this, where were you, p**y? The same thing mek Alkaline cut him off The p**y have a dutty heart, uh huh Nuh even have no time fi bomboclaat this Back to mi ra**claat album Unuh cyan f** up my street creds Dem know great man as a youth weh hold real medz, you know? Gunshot inna the freak head, the freak dead Full him a grains like wheat bread A hahaha