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vershon - qufe lyrics

[intro]
suck pussy gage, and batty wash gyal-‘kaline ago bloodclaat dead

yo birch
right yah now we cross like a church, ready fi send body inna he-rs-
wha’ happen to dem jwin?
we nuh bloodclaat pamper people, we nuh nurse
bad we bad
rough dem up!

[chorus]
any man out a foot inna pen di a get
kuff! cuff! qufe!, no face nuh lef’!
a gyal pussy dem a blow like breath?
then a, kuff! cuff! qufe!, no face nuh lef’!
birch!
any man out a foot inna pen di a get
kuff! cuff! qufe!, no face nuh lef’!
watch ya!
a gyal pussy dem a blow like breath?
kuff dem! qufe dem!

[verse 1]
alkaline a nuh bad man!
him have him head inna punanny
march pon dem, like mi deh inna di army
diss me a west, found dead inna trelawny
when rifle shoob out, couple dead inna di f’ari
step pon dem like di gaza strip
inna mi full camouflage, ak inna mi tall jacket
when mi rise it and start knock it
like a bloodclaat pussy, ever man pon di corner split!
bullet inna face, weh di stinger get?
war get ugly like the thing dem weh inna shrek
ak, inch a take
phone call, link a make
c-ckburn pen nuh considerate
gun shot light up gage like cigarete
nyam out everything inna him belly, just a little piece of liver lef’
41 shot, that the n-gg- get
the trigger press, and squeeze off bullet inna face and inna chest
di war start, mi nuh take a break
just like a bloodclaat glue, the bullet from the tek a pace
face get decorate, head get separate
when gun shot a stick him like the dress…weh the dressmaker make
shot serve dem
make marrow fly outta head like the bird dem
if you ever diss the man from c-ckburn pen, you get your head buss! like the condom weh mi use pon your girlfriend..

[verse 2]
everybody!
everbosy know say the bwoy gage a nuh bad man
follow kalado, gwan do some gyal song
waan fi look like addi innocent and look f-ck up, you’re bloodclaat mad man!
tell me!
how you fi say, you’re bad, and walk leave your gun?
sit down pon corner and war n’even done
them nuh bad like lord evil’s son
if me step pon your endz you can’t even run
so, b-mbohole!

[verse 3]
gyal-‘kaline cyan come pon mi corner with him informer thing
bullets a sing like the song weh madonna sing
shot peel off flesh like banana skin
make people bawl like head weh di barber trim
when mi rise up di lock fi dem
blood run out of body like the taxi dem
him and gun shot meet like accident
him a try breathe, but him couldn’t find no oxygen, yeah!
life get out like wicket
head jump off and a roll like ball when you kick it
him cyan make runs, a nuh cricket
mi give him gunshot like conductress give him bus ticket
mi nah go thump like boxer
from a bwoy diss, mi turn that inna ghost like casper
make body land pon ground just like helicopter
lef’ everything inna di belly fracture

[chorus]
any man out a foot inna pen di a get
kuff! cuff! qufe!, no face nuh lef’!
birch, a gyal pussy dem a blow like breath?
kuff! dem! qufe dem!
jwin say!
any man out a foot inna pen di a get
kuff! cuff! qufe!, no face nuh lef’!
watch ya!
a gyal pussy dem a blow like breath?
qufe dem! qufe dem!

[outro]
yo!
how some bwoy a gwan like them waan violate the general?
di way dem bwoy deh n-body mi nuh have to step to dem, mi can just send a gyal
hahaha
bad we bad
rough dem up!
mad
qufe dem…

- vershon lyrics

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