Running Scared
Soundboy walking through the city
This one's got them running scared (RUN!)
Rough n tough and never pretty
You look best be running scared (RUN!)
Because he a boy, he can't do nothing
Do it so cool like rice n mutton
Back of the plate, me na press the button
The girl dem say bout me have the (?) happen
Give me the top of kit and leaf yah
Don't blame me have the more leaf yah
Take a cup of coffee down the reefer
Dem end up in the freezer
Bout two dem a run me say
Bout two dem bound again
Badda-dang scabby
The one I look up on again
Dem a idiot
Dem must see circus clown again
He laugh at him and phone again
Soundboy walking through the city
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
This one's got them running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Rough n tough and never pretty
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
You look best be running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Big woman in the dance
Bad girl in the dance
Leave your sky
Pure savage in the rave
Put your sound in the grave
Don't get brave boy
You're in danger round here (here)
You're a stranger round here (here)
Real recognise real (nah)
I don't know you my dear
Come closer if you dare
I'm on a murder spree
Every dance getting done mercy me
Fire in the rave brother look pon me
Bring it back to life
You're the dead MC
Yeah I'll be driving this thing move over
I'll be hyping this thing
Kill Bill kill Mike
I'm ready to redeem
You're a victim (riddim)
Pull you on a power trip
Bust you with a sound system
Make you sick
Honey I am ill with it
It's the next time you kill my gang might it?
Soundboy walking through the city
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
This one's got them running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Rough n tough and never pretty
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
You look best be running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
How you feeling G?
What you saying' G?
Shut up!
I'm feeling naughty (ha-ha!)
Well naughty proper naughty
Pulling up my forties n shorties
I'm getting evening and morning glory
I'm feeling murky I'm feeling dirty
Put all my garments fresh out the laundry
Drew up for my parties
When in the dawn so I run my dog plays
Here with my doggies
I'm getting shirty
What kind of shirty?
I'm dressing smartly, I'm like a Shelby
Not trying to snort G
I came to party
I don't take part in orgy
You're bargy
I'm pretty sharp I'm large n in charge
I'm knocking away the game at Adobe
Get on the wave til I'm in a grave
So when I'm older I'll tell all my stories
One G
Soundboy walking through the city
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
This one's got them running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Rough n tough and never pretty
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
You look best be running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Boss it, boss it
It's worser than (?)
Boss it, boss it
Drop the tear at them Burberry
Boss it, boss it
It's worser than (?)
Boss it, boss it
Drop the tear at them Burberry
This one's got them running scared (RUN!)
Rough n tough and never pretty
You look best be running scared (RUN!)
Because he a boy, he can't do nothing
Do it so cool like rice n mutton
Back of the plate, me na press the button
The girl dem say bout me have the (?) happen
Give me the top of kit and leaf yah
Don't blame me have the more leaf yah
Take a cup of coffee down the reefer
Dem end up in the freezer
Bout two dem a run me say
Bout two dem bound again
Badda-dang scabby
The one I look up on again
Dem a idiot
Dem must see circus clown again
He laugh at him and phone again
Soundboy walking through the city
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
This one's got them running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Rough n tough and never pretty
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
You look best be running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Big woman in the dance
Bad girl in the dance
Leave your sky
Pure savage in the rave
Put your sound in the grave
Don't get brave boy
You're in danger round here (here)
You're a stranger round here (here)
Real recognise real (nah)
I don't know you my dear
Come closer if you dare
I'm on a murder spree
Every dance getting done mercy me
Fire in the rave brother look pon me
Bring it back to life
You're the dead MC
Yeah I'll be driving this thing move over
I'll be hyping this thing
Kill Bill kill Mike
I'm ready to redeem
You're a victim (riddim)
Pull you on a power trip
Bust you with a sound system
Make you sick
Honey I am ill with it
It's the next time you kill my gang might it?
Soundboy walking through the city
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
This one's got them running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Rough n tough and never pretty
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
You look best be running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
How you feeling G?
What you saying' G?
Shut up!
I'm feeling naughty (ha-ha!)
Well naughty proper naughty
Pulling up my forties n shorties
I'm getting evening and morning glory
I'm feeling murky I'm feeling dirty
Put all my garments fresh out the laundry
Drew up for my parties
When in the dawn so I run my dog plays
Here with my doggies
I'm getting shirty
What kind of shirty?
I'm dressing smartly, I'm like a Shelby
Not trying to snort G
I came to party
I don't take part in orgy
You're bargy
I'm pretty sharp I'm large n in charge
I'm knocking away the game at Adobe
Get on the wave til I'm in a grave
So when I'm older I'll tell all my stories
One G
Soundboy walking through the city
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
This one's got them running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Rough n tough and never pretty
(Oh no don't phone again bass out the shelter)
You look best be running scared
(Oh not alone again badda but louder)
Boss it, boss it
It's worser than (?)
Boss it, boss it
Drop the tear at them Burberry
Boss it, boss it
It's worser than (?)
Boss it, boss it
Drop the tear at them Burberry
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Keith Perry, Gavin Mark Butler, David Rhys Lewis, James Richard Davies, Gareth Kevin Lawrence, Matthew Christopher Davies, Sean Bellers-smith
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