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No Chance lyrics with English Translations
[Intro] No God on Earth can save you tonight Anywhere you deh we come take away your life Yo Namin', ya cornmeal porridge Ask every bloodclaat soup 'bout' me Me, Evil me name, me name Evil
[Verse 1] You no bad youth, because you no have a choice Not a Beretta, you cyaan make rise Not a skull a crack like pepper-light Cyaan diss no man 'pon the Sparta side A the house 'pon the hill a that get you bad So you go lay down and roll with funny Gad Good, good, Jahmiel turn gully Bad Suck you mother, you no bad Go one side, mek me step cross and kill out the Gully Buss one inn a the sky, you got to die You get it? "Gad a die" You get it? Your funny gad a die Him marrow fly Nyamkaline you too bloodclaat lie Me sure say you never buss a gun yet Bwoy you have four rifle a lean up 'pon wall And a wait fi ready fi make step You're too bomboclaat lie Any time me ready, bomboclaat try You nah do not a bomboclaat crime A bare brawta 'pon your bomboclaat mind
[Chorus] No angels on earth can save you tonight No God on earth can protect you life
[Verse 2] Badman dawg Sparta, fully evil We go anyweh inna the world go murder people When the macky ring inna your ears it go so When dem fi do crime dem belly just a go so Dawg, no where no far so we never tek long Hell open up and bun the fake god Bare evil me let loose 'pon the land Purge me a purge, me just kill the first one Ride up 'pon the yeng, yeng, kick the kick stand Ten me go gi' him out a the 6-pants In-front a family blood catch your infant King Kelly give Jahmiel infection 'pon him tongue
[Bridge] You no bad, hmm Not a crime dem nah do Dem bwoy deh no bad God know, dem no bad No, no, dem no bad
[Verse 3] Bare hollow point me have fi the rass come Rise up the rifle, shoot the Gad down Lock-down Jamaica, shoot down the sun No where fi hide, dem haffi hide under ground You a go dead fi the bomboclaat word a your tongue And the loose meditation you a hold Say dem nah've a chick nor a child Nor a care in this world That mean a bare man you waan roll
[Bridge] Me no hype with me friend dem gun Me buy dem and sen' dem 'round Beretta stormy lef' the place dry When rain fall from pure dark sky
[Verse 4] Murder the bloodclaat dread cah him time expire Anyweh me see him, bare gunshot a fire Cut out your belly with a big gatire And roll out your tripe 'pon a roll a barb-wire Dem a get no burial, no funeral Nothing you fi get, no hospital Nothing what a situation critical Not even Jesus cyaan come yah so come create a miracle A who send dem Yeah man, the killy weh ready you waan dead again You mek the rass boost you and give you Supligen Shot in a you lox blood red, coloring Teacher send fi uncle demon Say fi rise every gun, rise every media Send couple grenade fi kill couple man Me fling one a court house and couple station Always have it 'pon me All in a the crowd, cah me nah dead in deh Hmm-mhmm, straight out a Mo'bay Shot buss inna your belly and inna your face The one shot weh miss you go 'round the corner go kill a man That mean it ricochet
[Chorus] No angels on earth cyaan save you tonight No God on earth cyaan protect you life
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