DASECA Productions - Rifle Sing Sweet lyrics

[Intro:] Da- Daseca, look how long we nuh k** no bwoy, and now dem draw we out But, them brighter then 20 bulb, and need some sorting out Them hear the 'K a sing so sweet and think them saw di ghost Daseca, k** them fast, and raise the gla**, and start the toast [Chorus:] How da rifle yah sound so sweet like Beres Hammond It longer than the locks of Junior Gong And you see when mi wave it, it spit fire like Capleton Mi six panse black and ugly like Ninja Man [Verse 1:] Loooord p**y! If you know how mi would a pree fi k** you, you woulda slice yuh wrist Buck him pon the nozzle a the thing, him talk all type a sh** Dem seh, mi kinda sick Al Qaeda sh** Nozzle pon yuh lip, mi finger click, just like you light a spliff Mi wi' use the Uzi mek the bullet lick yuh, microchip Put one inna yuh granny foot, fi show you seh mi psychotic We nuh inna the bag of chatting, no, we nuh like gossip But when the 45 a click, decide if you would a like a clip [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 2:] Seaview, A nuh likkle time mi haffi sit up and sleep 'Cause a nuh likkle bwoy we a kick up and beat Everyday sittin haffi pick up pon street 'Cause the .45 just a lick out bwoy teeth Police dem run in pon the Dapa last week And say, "Hoii, you! With the plat up head under peek" "Nuh you mi hear have a clean 16 a beat?" "Gyal a scream, see sittin weh long under sheet" "Tell yuh mumma, buy the coffin and the wreath" "'Cause tonight you a sleep pon the cold concrete" "Too much people a say, you go 'bout and thief" "And anyweh you go, people heart start weep" Watch ya! Officer, I beg you ask her please The gyal weh tell you that, nuh she a the last bawl, please When the glock start breeze Bere informer a pree, but dem cyan say a we, chargy [Repeat Chorus]