Lyrics Tommy Lee Sparta – Kla Kam
Text:
Mi see ’bout ten a dem dawg
Cuff up everything cah we nuh friend a dem dawg
Mi nuh buss bwoy head inna no privacy
Mi buss bwoy head mek everybody see
Baldhead versus the Natty
Mi know seh the killy dem strappy
But you see the RPG weh you sing ’bout Poppy
If you couldn’t manage it go buss a shatty
The Natty a talk ’bout batty man baby (Jah know, star)
Look like him born out a batty
Inna 08 when mi step ‘pon the Gully
And murder two man and mi father seh fi stop it
The 4 x 4 round the corner mi a knock it
Left Alkaline suck pussy face sappy-sappy
Murder Busy, send him fi go live in a the Third World
With Capone and Ratty
Jahmiel you a baby out the war
Man we circle you endz and buss out you head inna you nappy
World boss done know seh the whole a dem a training wheel
And a killing mek mi happy
Mi see ’bout ten a dem dawg
Cuff up everything cah we nuh friend a dem dawg
Mi nuh buss bwoy head inna no privacy
Mi buss bwoy head mek everybody see
See, I don’t know when eagles dem boo with life
Moherfucker dem going home tonight
Dem bwoy deh light like a paper
Mi we send you right back to you maker
Rifle shake up Jamaica
We a one a the baddest fucking thing out a da earth yah
Like him nuh know fatty love sit down pon cockey
Sleep inma grave like me a the Apache
When mi walk ‘pon you endz and put down an attachy
Sparta cyaan tame me
Me a nuh somebody fi you play with
Sling shot outdated
So the rifle mi swing slew David
Dem know seh mi evil
Walk up ‘pon the Gully Side
Mi nuh need no vehicle
Fly down John-crow
Cah the bird dem vex when Fidel fly left the eagle
You a spar with many man
One soldier mi send you think a hundred people
License gun cyaan save you
Every man get disarm and you think you got eagle