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No Fraid A lyrics with English Translations
[Intro]
Totally, yes yes
Selassie I, ooo yea, woi
Yes yes Selassie I
Ooh, yeah
Woii
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 1] So me hail who fi hail and bun who fi bun Bless who fi bless up and run who fi run Can't diss me daughter nor my son Cah me a one Ras' weh no lef' my own Something must be wrong with these guys See them coming under disguise Sen' fi me thug dem from the east-side Blood run like water from the sea-side Five-star raise and bully thing start My gun rise and bullet thing start Pagans get bullet in heart Dead before 20:00 news bulletin start Bwoy never waan hear when the king talk Munga, me show dem how the thing start So me draw fi hand grenade pull the pin fast Explosion, everything sink off
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 2] Hey, Shango Mek sure dem comprehen That if, dem diss David House me defend that quick Chrome 3-5-7 will not stick Head puncture like football when that kick Mek pagans tek ten back-flip Lawyer fee! Me bossy sen' that quick More money come through Western Union, when!? Me girls dem sen' that quick When we forward pagans back-up AK lead, shotgun sing backup Police requesting backup All now dem can't find which part me gun dem pack-up Man a beat corn till spent shells pack-up Informer nah get no time fi pack-up Who no get shot, get chop-up War and fly through wall till building crack-up
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 1] So me hail who fi hail and bun who fi bun Bless who fi bless up and run who fi run Can't diss me daughter nor my son Cah me a one Ras' weh no lef' my own Something must be wrong with these guys See them coming under disguise Sen' fi me thug dem from the east-side Blood run like water from the sea-side Five-star raise and bully thing start My gun rise and bullet thing start Pagans get bullet in heart Dead before 20:00 news bulletin start Bwoy never waan hear when the king talk Munga, me show dem how the thing start So me draw fi hand grenade pull the pin fast Explosion, everything sink off
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 2] Hey, Shango Mek sure dem comprehen That if, dem diss David House me defend that quick Chrome 3-5-7 will not stick Head puncture like football when that kick Mek pagans tek ten back-flip Lawyer fee! Me bossy sen' that quick More money come through Western Union, when!? Me girls dem sen' that quick When we forward pagans back-up AK lead, shotgun sing backup Police requesting backup All now dem can't find which part me gun dem pack-up Man a beat corn till spent shells pack-up Informer nah get no time fi pack-up Who no get shot, get chop-up War and fly through wall till building crack-up
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 1] So me hail who fi hail and bun who fi bun Bless who fi bless up and run who fi run Can't diss me daughter nor my son Cah me a one Ras' weh no lef' my own Something must be wrong with these guys See them coming under disguise Sen' fi me thug dem from the east-side Blood run like water from the sea-side Five-star raise and bully thing start My gun rise and bullet thing start Pagans get bullet in heart Dead before 20:00 news bulletin start Bwoy never waan hear when the king talk Munga, me show dem how the thing start So me draw fi hand grenade pull the pin fast Explosion, everything sink off
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 2] Hey, Shango Mek sure dem comprehen That if, dem diss David House me defend that quick Chrome 3-5-7 will not stick Head puncture like football when that kick Mek pagans tek ten back-flip Lawyer fee! Me bossy sen' that quick More money come through Western Union, when!? Me girls dem sen' that quick When we forward pagans back-up AK lead, shotgun sing backup Police requesting backup All now dem can't find which part me gun dem pack-up Man a beat corn till spent shells pack-up Informer nah get no time fi pack-up Who no get shot, get chop-up War and fly through wall till building crack-up
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 1] So me hail who fi hail and bun who fi bun Bless who fi bless up and run who fi run Can't diss me daughter nor my son Cah me a one Ras' weh no lef' my own Something must be wrong with these guys See them coming under disguise Sen' fi me thug dem from the east-side Blood run like water from the sea-side Five-star raise and bully thing start My gun rise and bullet thing start Pagans get bullet in heart Dead before 20:00 news bulletin start Bwoy never waan hear when the king talk Munga, me show dem how the thing start So me draw fi hand grenade pull the pin fast Explosion, everything sink off
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
[Verse 2] Hey, Shango Mek sure dem comprehen That if, dem diss David House me defend that quick Chrome 3-5-7 will not stick Head puncture like football when that kick Mek pagans tek ten back-flip Lawyer fee! Me bossy sen' that quick More money come through Western Union, when!? Me girls dem sen' that quick When we forward pagans back-up AK lead, shotgun sing backup Police requesting backup All now dem can't find which part me gun dem pack-up Man a beat corn till spent shells pack-up Informer nah get no time fi pack-up Who no get shot, get chop-up War and fly through wall till building crack-up
[Chorus] Me no see no flesh weh me 'fraid a Munga crazy Rastafari, the narrator Par wit the baddest man dem inna Jamaica I write for Don Corleone the hit-maker
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