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Scourge Of God lyrics with English Translations
[Intro]
Huhuhuhuhmmmmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmmmmmhmmmm
As night come down nerve start run
Transform to a level everywhere a lock down
Blood thirst we deh come
Rise every gun, Lord, what a body come
[Chorus] People say we fly, we mek the eagle cry Hey, any bwoy run him down and mek eeh fly Eeh rise, eeh rise Some bwoy fi know we and dem no size, hmmm... We no play, we no give a f**k Jay, me press the chigger 'pon the bamma till hi bruk Fi real, fi real All who cyaan hear a go feel, hmmm...
[Verse 1] Gaza tell dem Tommy Lee sick Run up 'pon any Bwoy run up one click Rhhhhrhhhhhh Nothing nah stick Gun a sing like a gipsy go lo put quick Rass pagan hold a back flick Hold a one folo, hold a casket Chi chi pumpy shot you dead quick Spikle look inna your marrow and spit How you fi war with the symptom sees you we dead Aim with me rifle a one to yo head Me cry fi me peacefully lay you to Me heart haffi release, hmmm...
[Chorus] People say we fly, we mek the eagle cry Hey, any bwoy run him down and mek eeh fly Eeh rise, eeh rise Some bwoy fi know we and dem no size, hmmm... We no play, we no give a f**k Jay, me press the chigger 'pon the bamma till hi bruk Fi real, fi real All who cyaan hear a go feel, hmmm...
[Verse 2] Cocam run up 'pon bwoy with the Kalashnikov Cyaan diss the Gaza head back we buss Hmm, your head gon' lift up Shell down your ends, get a cigarette buff You cyaan win the war 'cause we nah give up Rifle kick up plus mother a sick up Rhhh, the Glock dem chip up Rapid dem buss Maddens ready pick up Me sing fi the thugs dem a Sparta weh mad Me sign to dem rifle alone body bag Me sing fi me cross and me cane and me rod And me sing fi me Bible fi read
[Outro] Hmmmmmmhmmmmmhmmmm Hmmmmmhmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmhmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmhmmmmmmmm Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah
[Chorus] People say we fly, we mek the eagle cry Hey, any bwoy run him down and mek eeh fly Eeh rise, eeh rise Some bwoy fi know we and dem no size, hmmm... We no play, we no give a f**k Jay, me press the chigger 'pon the bamma till hi bruk Fi real, fi real All who cyaan hear a go feel, hmmm...
[Verse 1] Gaza tell dem Tommy Lee sick Run up 'pon any Bwoy run up one click Rhhhhrhhhhhh Nothing nah stick Gun a sing like a gipsy go lo put quick Rass pagan hold a back flick Hold a one folo, hold a casket Chi chi pumpy shot you dead quick Spikle look inna your marrow and spit How you fi war with the symptom sees you we dead Aim with me rifle a one to yo head Me cry fi me peacefully lay you to Me heart haffi release, hmmm...
[Chorus] People say we fly, we mek the eagle cry Hey, any bwoy run him down and mek eeh fly Eeh rise, eeh rise Some bwoy fi know we and dem no size, hmmm... We no play, we no give a f**k Jay, me press the chigger 'pon the bamma till hi bruk Fi real, fi real All who cyaan hear a go feel, hmmm...
[Verse 2] Cocam run up 'pon bwoy with the Kalashnikov Cyaan diss the Gaza head back we buss Hmm, your head gon' lift up Shell down your ends, get a cigarette buff You cyaan win the war 'cause we nah give up Rifle kick up plus mother a sick up Rhhh, the Glock dem chip up Rapid dem buss Maddens ready pick up Me sing fi the thugs dem a Sparta weh mad Me sign to dem rifle alone body bag Me sing fi me cross and me cane and me rod And me sing fi me Bible fi read
[Outro] Hmmmmmmhmmmmmhmmmm Hmmmmmhmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmhmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmhmmmmmmmm Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah
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