Laugh & Gwan

Dem think a smile man a greet dem wid
But a belt buckle man a beat dem wid

Likkle pickney dem you mussa think dem big
But a belt buckle man a beat dem wid

Suh if a nuh black flag a wave then a white
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

A funeral keep after nine night
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

Si dem a run down the afterlife
Dem a run down the afterlife
The pussy dem a get facey and bright
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

Tell dem fi low yard, right now mi dawgs dem nuh have no yard
War start bomboclaat mi a go hard
Every matic, every rifle, buss up in a sequence
Just give the Brawlers the go card
Bwoy Mumma bwal Oh-Lord
Then wa meck da matic deh so broad?
No mord, no ward
You dead fi what you do
A that you do

Hey jungle a wa dem feel like?
Dem a play to much Granthieft Auto
Bat a fly in a real life
Transform like Actimus Prime
Suh my history nuh re-write
You born bad, badness never lead you
Just riding a bike
Bwoy life fly gone wid the kite

Suh if a nuh black flag a wave then a white
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

A funeral keep after nine night
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

Si dem a run down the afterlife
Dem a run down the afterlife
The pussy dem a get facey and bright
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

This year a memorial
Last year dem dead off
Every link down a Town come a tell mi seh
All a the black glow sell off
Left dem like a wounded dog pon the ground
Like a Mad man spread off
You si when the smoke clear, Gully run the place clear
Dem scared dem run off
Dem a try voice fi mi place and turn off
Get the throne dem up, fi foam dem up
Pussy skull a crack like stone a bruk
Anyweh this catch you yo bone a bruk
You drop pon you face
Mi ready fi deal wid hi wicked that last year
Mumma cry and dem a wipe her last tear
You nuh seet seh a casket dem waan shear
And you likkle friends just get hi last year

Suh if a nuh black flag a wave then a white
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

A funeral keep after nine night
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight

Si dem a run down the afterlife
Dem a run down the afterlife
The pussy dem a get facey and bright
If you cyaa manage war you fi stay out a fight



Credits
Writer(s): David Brooks, Jordan Gregory Mcclure, David Spencer Hayle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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