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killa p - badman city lyrics

[intro]
(yes iyah)

[verse 1: rampz]
i’ve got the ting that will liff you up backwards
it’s not a joke ting like richard blackwood
norwood dun know, yeah i rep that hood
if i link fumin, then i’m in stratford
you like the drama, i see you deh get active
aim and squeeze till your body get shattered
aim’s not perfect, rudeboy you’re [?]
me and my team go cunch, man are travellers
phone keeps ringing, battery’s knackered
[?] food so piff is bangers
money is the motive, yeah i like spending
see me on west end, armani swaggers
yeah i stay fresh like pressure and maccas
takin’ a flight soon, pass me the atlas
go to brazil, then i go check my family
on the way back, man are stoppin’ in [?]

[chorus: unknown]
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city (yes iyah)
[verse 2: k!lla p]
look, i’m from a badman city name bricky, no lie
no man cyaan diss k!llaman and don’t die
shot inna face, strap inna waist
and mi tun ’round and walk from another dead guy
no lie, no bwoy cyaan diss i and i
k!llaman, ah mi mek di most brain
but mi mudda seh ah she get di most shame
cah fi murder, ah mi get di most blame
but man are like “wagwan k!lls, where yuh grow?”
settlements mi born, but ah brixton mi grow
comin’ like dem never know seh
a whole heap ah gun weh mi have, mi nuh throw weh
fi dead people, di k!lla have trophy
dem bwoy pon di road, dem nuh know mi
alright, ah no obeah weh keep mi alive
ah mi gun weh ah keep mi ah strife

[verse 3: tips]
people like “yo, fam, tips, where you been at?”
been a long time, man, i’ve been with the gyally
but when i came back to the scene, [?] went and said “why you going on aggy?”
like [?], .45 man ah carry
can’t see my face like tim or barry
by the way that the girls scream off my name
man ah woulda thoughts it’s related to dappy
prince of the south, call me a little scr+ppy
girl with a fatty, nice big batty
coulda been a real hot head peng yatty
i lay that on the floor flat like patty
don’t know about all these man here
i know top boiz in a rave, we’re scatty
even though that it’s still cold outside
your girl left the rave lookin’ ever so happy
[chorus: unknown]
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city
ask mi where mi from, mi tell dem badman city (yes iyah)

[verse 4: lawless]
i got the seat heater
wind down the window, turn the cd up
try runnin’, but i got the military sk!lls locked
straight thru, if you with the three metre
dun know, a [?] never lose three litre
skull came in, that’s a free feature
i ain’t on the same sh+t, n+gga i’ll go apesh+t
i do ’em venomous, screamin’ [?]
none ah that racial sh+t, i got pull the team up
tips, rampz and laws, the [?]
the shotty send your body three feet up
you will never meet jesus
when god was talkin’ ’bout h+ll, it means us
on a level, but i’m not the devil, ease up
i don’t even know why you’re saying anything
rampz told you already, you got fully greazed up

[outro]
(yes iyah)
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(yes iyah)

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