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Jahmiel – Instant Disaster

Исполнители: Jahmiel
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Текст Jahmiel – Instant Disaster

Текст:

To all my fucking enemies
Dem underestimate
Pussy, dem a try test me faith

What if me waan fi show the fucking world a better side

What if me waan fi see the war thing and step aside
A no like me cyaan mek no Beretta rise
A simple thing fi crack your fucking skull like pepper light
See me a easy and never know a so me bad
Member me roll with the bloodclaat Gully Gad
Diss Jahmiel, pussy hole, you mussi mad
Dawg you no see a sense dem no fucking have
Me try fi build a some pussy a try draw me out
Middle day we buss dem head and that draw the crowd
A simple fucking thing fi left you marrow ‘pon the road
Dem love fi chat, we put a shot inna dem horny mouth

Spanish Town just tell some rookie chill
Patriots too bad fi some pussy kill
None a dem bombohole deh no start well
Dem no bad fi a represent Kartel

A me strength some bwoy waan live off a
Dem never know a instant disaster
Dawg, me get that from me father
Never grow fi trace like no Shebada, ah, ah
From Rivoli, to Tivoli
Tell dem it hard fi get rid a we
Me success a go mek dem sick a me
Dem a dump, ask Trump or Hilary

Notnice, member the browning weh you a wife up
You cyaan control her, you give her knife cut
True, she have your secrets, seh you like suck

Like you nam front artist weh a try buss
Inna the gang him a the tallest man
See a group a girl and him waan the smallest one
Bombohole you a pedophile
Ladies watch your babies, ’cause him will tek your child

A next thing
From some bwoy go sing ’bout nappy
Dem a think ’bout batty
Pussy dem a try bring down Jahmiel
Tell the bleach out fish, try bring down bammy
Ha

A me strength some bwoy waan live off a
Dem never know a instant disaster
Dawg, me get that from me father
Never grow fi trace like no Shebada, ah, ah
From Rivoli, to Tivoli
Tell dem it hard fi get rid a we
Me success a go mek dem sick a me
Dem a dump, ask Trump or Hilary

Notnice, you have your puppet dem a sing a bag a diss song
Tell dem find a fucking hit song and stop sing fiction
You see me a seh, man work hard fi this
Dem pussy deh cyaan get no hype off a me, know that
You done know a feelings you a carry
True me never sign the contract
But ‘member you did tell me seh me lose me talent G
So weh the badman thing for now
Joke this, where were you, pussy?
The same thing mek Alkaline cut him off
The pussy have a dutty heart — uh huh
No even have no time fi bomboclaat this
Back to me rassclaat album
Unno cyaan fuck up my street creds
Dem no great man as a youth weh hold real medz
You know? Gunshot inna the freak head, the freak dead
Full dem a grains like wheat bread
A hahaha