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jay amo - violation (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: capo lee]
yeah, man can’t come try violate and ting
i get food at a low rate and ting
then i get gone on a migration ting
i’m on job so i don’t play and ting
man come around on a mad rating ting
get-along gang on the long gates and ting
never had me on a frustrated ting
me and jay trap when it’s mad bait and ting
capo, going ham
certain man are getting paro
don’t wanna keep bringing food forever
if i get bagged again, i won’t get paro
itunes sales, perfect shadow
smash every tune, i don’t play these games
still got a bag of man raising games
sitting with the feds and stating names cuh
man wanna sing like an asian name

[break: jay amo]
kick down the door, boom
run upstairs and enter your room
cleaning your goods like i move with a broom
l1ck three shots-

[verse 2: mr x & rd]
man try violate x, that’s war
should’ve thought twice, now i’m at your front door
like boom, run up your staircase
black large balaclava, no face, no case
no charges, man better keep it a bars ting
short hair, still get a parting
mic i know might get clarted
think it’s a joke ting? trust me, man are not martin
it’s x, it’s rd
man ah get shook like bubbly
3d mc, we dem boys just like dudleys
trust me, man ah get tackle like rugby
x is hard, we’re straight cruddy
if you don’t know, learn and study
i’m a full-grown pitt for these puppies
this ain’t no wolfpack, everyting mucky

[verse 3: wax]
i came in the game with no plan b
so this sh-t better work cuh i want a house by the sh0r-
overseas where it’s sandy
but they wanna see wax in dirt
how can you hate when you’re still stuck on your plan c?
frost knows the 38 works
punch-wise, i’ll swallow man up like chancey
rap man in front of the b-tch that he fancies
’08 times, i said ’08 times
i was chilling on a block with randy
you know, putting in work, dirt
you was in the locker room tryna sniff panties
man can’t violate me, nah
man can’t violate none of my family
all-black group for your hood on an anti
load up the sweets, everybody get candy

[break: jay amo]
social bunner so i bun bare ammi
don’t bun cheesy, i bun bare ammi
antisocial, still bun bare ammi
gone to jail, i still bun bare ammi

[verse 4: pk]
i don’t take no regulate, violate
you will get left in the cemetery
man can’t copy the flow i’ve got or try imitate
spin me on the riddim? must be kidding, mate
nah, you ain’t better than me
or none of my dons, so fix your delivery
like a postman on the longest journey
give man the box, you know me, i’m certi
i’m old school like curly wurlys
sick on the mic, you know, i’ve got lergies
gyal dem loved the ombré from early
been doing this from when i was in nursery, or
been doing this from when i was in primary
i’ve got the sk-nks, you know i’ve got styley
that’s why-why your wifey wanna wife me

[verse 5: spitz]
i might ride on a riddim or a pagan
man wanna hate, i can see that blatant
dem man are dried out like raisins
when i talk, then man start shaking
man think they’re bad, sp ain’t believing
chat my name when i come, best be leaving
cause i’ll stamp out your face, roof man, leave blood on your ceiling
more time, i does what i’m feeling
i heard man wanna gain stripes off me
man wanna act like they’re in my league
so they wanna try do me a bad deed
fix up your body cuh you’re a bad breed
i will break man’s neck if you come against s
put a scar in your chest if you come against p
wanna war with man? can’t come against i
don, i cook the beef to a t, z

[break: jay amo]
man try ask me for 3.5
are you mad? i’ll give him .35
try approach man about it, but you know, donny
that will be the end of your life

[verse 6: saint]
any violations, any violations
any violations dealt with abruptly
i duppy and leave them, come back to duppy
leave dem boys to clean up the f-ckery
i left there, might fly edgware
got a friend there, she’s lovely, cooks when i’m hungry
trust me when i say trust me
any violations dealt with abruptly
any violation, i deal with it pr-nto
you’re not on this real life punch man up ting
on this online bun man up ting via console
no love lost, no family’s gonna console
you dip like a pothole cause i rock road
in a black tracky, can’t call me xavi
even though i’m on the ball, my name isn’t alonso
any violation, i deal with it pr-nto

[verse 7: lyrical strally & ets]
strally and ets and we’re going on irate
tings get nuts if a man try violate
ets and strally, moving bammy
guarantee washed mcs can’t violate
washed mcs get left like they’re dishes
guarantee no one’s touching my plate
washed mcs get left with the fishes
guarantee man can’t splash round my wave
i said get a new sound cuh my man sank
magikarp, all you can do is splash
get a new 16, my man’s wack
vardy, chat sh-t, man ah get banged
i said my dad’s first name ain’t mr
make man do an incredible dash
man can’t violate mtm
man get punched up, middle of the clash

[break: jay amo]
chasing these p-ssyholes down on the road
screaming “p-ssyholes, get out the road”
if i nab this yout and there’s an eye witness
we don’t stress, that’s the code of the road

[verse 8: micty]
chasing these p-ssyholes down in the ends
man’ll hunt him down to the end
ain’t having it, no, what, your battery’s low?
it’s just me v. you, no dialling your friends
ain’t got time to pretend with these actual actors
acting, buck me live in the flesh
time and address, sekkle his buzz
jay’s got amm and the metal ain’t tucked
ride out time, night leather gloves
like i’m clutching the ghost stick, oh sh-t
these are fire weapon stuff
ain’t on par with, i level up
no face, no case, ain’t it?
guess i’m firing faceless
dodging all shots like i’m in the matrix, i’m dangerous
when ty gets tekky, it’s straight violation

[verse 9: big zuu]
i ain’t inna no sabotage
see all the snakes in the gr-ss, no camouflage
quick punches your whole links, yeah, i bang her fast
these dons are soft, don’t bar like these man are hard
african dons, see, these man are fraud
you ain’t on the wave that i’m on so you man are bored
hold tight ty with the man ah bars
cause it’s man ah man ah man ah leave man ah scarred
i’ll leave man ah man ah injured
you wanna talk about straps?
well, i’ve got some dons on that
you’ll hear brap brap brap brap brap, no gun fingers
you man are mushy
look at his face, sh-t, p-ssy
cunnilingus
it’s big bars that you man ah witness
i’m the boss like i run a business

- jay amo lyrics

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