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distance (uk) - badman lyrics

[intro: k!lla p]
yo, k!lla
me hear soundbwoy seh dem ah come come ah your house and gon’ kick off your door and-a dat
kick off what? soundbwoy can’t kick off anyting
yeah, man, dem seh dem ah come slap weh your [?]
slap weh what? they wan’ m-
ayy, darg
yo

[verse 1: k!lla p]
k!llaman, people know me ah di wickedest
right now, k!llaman’s sick of this sh-t
these guys on the road with their likkle man bars
telling their self they’re the wickedest ting
hold on, let me just figure this, king
cuh di whole of dem ah gwan like the wickedest ting
run back with the four fizzy and burn your skin
little soundboys need to learn a ting
how to chop down people limb-by-limb
run inna di barber when man ah trim
shoot inna face, all when man inna di gym
how they dare try to diss di king
if a war then a war, please let it begin
[?] 45, let it ring
any bwoy try fi go diss k!lla for realla
the realest shotta ah go rasclart dead

[bridge 1: k!lla p]
which one ah dem? which one ah dem? which one
wan’ diss a yout from brixton?
don’t wan’ fi get his skin suntanned
dun know seh we ah di gunman
which one ah dem? which one ah dem? which one?
wan’ diss a yout from brixton?
dun know seh we ah di big man
know how your grave get dig

[chorus: k!lla p]
badman time
you ever do badman crime
walk out house
and see badman crying?
step inna di dark
and-a tell some badman lies
and buss di case and touch di road
and seh ah badman time

[break: k!lla p]
yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of every dancehall i know
bwoy can’t chat to me

[verse 2: k!lla p]
pull up on dem foot, bicycle stop
brr, give them a rifle ah top
dem boy dem frightened, all dem knife, it ah drop
all dem bredda frightened fi go shop
and your mooma frightened fi stand at di bus stop
gunshot nuh stop from beat and clap
bwoy can’t diss k!lla p, one o’clock
funeral car, yeah, we drive inna dat
and your mooma and p–pa dem ah arrive inna black
k!llaman, me have five inna glock
while dem have dem pork pie inna pot
me ah di murderer, me come fi murder you
but you still have your two eyes inna dat
body parts flying all over di flat
blood and claret dere all over me gat
none of me friend dem nuh dead pon me watch

[bridge 2: k!lla p]
which one ah dem? which one ah dem? which one?
we will murder every single one of dem
could’ve been your bredda, your sister or mother dem
nuh even care ’bout your father nor brother dem
only a k!ller can k!ll a k!ller, you ain’t one of dem
let me tell them already, i’m a gunner, then
they won’t wan’ me fi draw fi me gunner friend
i’ve got firearm, come follow dem

[chorus: k!lla p]
badman time
you ever do badman crime
walk out house
and see badman crying?
step inna di dark
and-a tell some badman lies
and buss di case and touch di road
and seh ah badman time

[verse 3: k!lla p]
dem fi know ah nuh cartoon ting like jerry and tom
mandem fi know what the guns dem’s on
you don’t know where my dargs are from?
sw-tec-9, tek nine
i’ll tek yours, no, you can’t tek mine
i’ll put one inna your face and inna spine
then your body parts might wiggle and it might wine
you might dead pon di ground same time
i’m telling dem boy dere fi ‘llow me
cuh you don’t wan’ see me get rowdy
i might even jump out di beems
i might even jump out di audi
none of these guys can’t be around me
i will tek off your head, duppy and dead
if a likkle fool think he could clown me
i am di wickedest round me

[outro: k!lla p]
audi
‘llow me
i am the king
crown me

- distance uk lyrics

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