Telescope

Ezy kill
Dancehall wah gwan
Akino
Akino
A gun talk
tell dem a our asphalt
A Weh unuh feel like dawg

Dancehall

Mi big gun dem A buss right (Buss)
Tarus a bite and buss tripe
Murder e pussy dem Ina broad day
So mi trigger finger love bruk fight

Catch dem A Braff
and a flask fi the first time
Blood leak out slow like buss pipe
we love e badness
all when it bruck dung
me still a push it
and drive and ductor it

Life get dash weh like party flyer
bat flick champagne top fly off
Yaa big waste gad dawgg
nobody nuh rate yo
Go suck yo Mada nuh my lord
couldn't run e place dem cold up
dawg dry off
Can't breed again like Gal weh tie off
Fuck dem Gal easy
we hot every season
so we never affi lie nor try hard

Weh dem feel like
Little pussy dem feel hype
Seh dem steady wid e mattic
But the pussy dem shakey Ina real life

Weh dem feel like
pussy look Ina the steal pipe
extendo Magazine and bay holo-tip Ina it

Dancehall brand new problem
weh dem A chat bout
we should a be a painter
Mout a brain weh we flash out
Fat Benz truck pan the ends
rims match out,
hot Gal Ina the front wet
and ready fi drop throat
Nuh fairly tail fabricate man a chat truth
Joey have the work
yo owe yo affi cash out
step to di boss
life lose dubby knock out
the thing beat loud
like door when yo lock out

Weh dem feel like the
Little pussy feel hype
Seh dem steady wid mattic
But the pussy dem shakey Ina real life
Weh them feel like
pussy like Ina steel pipe
Extendo Magazine and a bay holo-tip Ina it

Dem fi know seh e thing a
beat loud like tunder
try dis e dirtfree boss
now every jubbie ina e ghetto
a try cash him
like the cash pot number
(laugh)
DANCEHALL...
Dirtfree
AKINO



Credits
Writer(s): Norman Akino Clarke
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