Gully Side
Rise all ah mi gun
Pussy dem feel like war cyaan' done, hey
Di sitting guh suh ra-ta-tah-ta-ta-tah
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing sha-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw
Wul ah dem 'fraid ah mi war
Ak tuck inna di trunk ah mi car
Me and mi eagle ah par
Bombohole, man we circle yuh yard
Whether yard or 'broad
So when you come ah draw card
You better watch all di talk weh you mek, hey
Talk, talk, talk up pussy
All dem ah talk dem soft, meh ah bully
Boy shoulda know seh di rifle 'ya fully
Grab out you brains from yuh head like pully
Grandspen gully, Cassava Piece gully
Love di war like coolie love curry
Tun di place dark when it bright and sunny
Hundred rifle, one bag ah money
M16 tun him inna nowadays mummy
Run up inna mi gun it tun you inna crash dummy
Gully come down and lef' di place bloody
Cyaan' see ah wah do unnuh? Ah play boy bunny
Yeah me know dem 'fraid ah me
Walk wid di AK 'til it favor me
Spanish town and Mobay weh nuh save body
Walk out and murder dem, fatally
'Bout seh dem bad and dem nah do ah ting
Only sing fi ah buy gold chain and ring
Di chappa, di Gatlin weh born as twin
Squeeze inna him face and watch di head spin
Di sitting guh suh ra-ta-tah-ta-ta-tah
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing sha-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw
Wul ah dem 'fraid ah mi war (hey)
Ak tuck inna di trunk ah mi car
Me and mi eagle ah par
Think it over, war nuh over
Six rifles circle him ends like a soldier
Lef' you flat and froth up like soda
Pussy coulda guard up, full ah Obeah
Red light me point inna him chest
Pussy death, coulda have on ninety-nine vest
Squeeze up e trigger tun it inna Wild West
We love see funeral, me love see dead chest
When you see me, you see evil ah walk inna flesh
Run fi yuh life ah yuh calm weh you get
Dem think seh me cold ah di war weh me get
Check e forecast ah di storm we ah mek
Sha-la-la
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing ya-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
(Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw)
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Gully Side
Rise all ah mi gun
Pussy dem feel like war cyaan' done, hey
Di sitting guh suh ra-ta-tah-ta-ta-tah
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing sha-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw
Wul ah dem 'fraid ah mi war
Ak tuck inna di trunk ah mi car
Me and mi eagle ah par
Bombohole, man we circle yuh yard
Whether yard or 'broad
So when you come ah draw card
You better watch all di talk weh you mek, hey
Talk, talk, talk up pussy
All dem ah talk dem soft, meh ah bully
Boy shoulda know seh di rifle 'ya fully
Grab out you brains from yuh head like pully
Grandspen gully, Cassava Piece gully
Love di war like coolie love curry
Tun di place dark when it bright and sunny
Hundred rifle, one bag ah money
M16 tun him inna nowadays mummy
Run up inna mi gun it tun you inna crash dummy
Gully come down and lef' di place bloody
Cyaan' see ah wah do unnuh? Ah play boy bunny
Yeah me know dem 'fraid ah me
Walk wid di AK 'til it favor me
Spanish town and Mobay weh nuh save body
Walk out and murder dem, fatally
'Bout seh dem bad and dem nah do ah ting
Only sing fi ah buy gold chain and ring
Di chappa, di Gatlin weh born as twin
Squeeze inna him face and watch di head spin
Di sitting guh suh ra-ta-tah-ta-ta-tah
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing sha-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw
Wul ah dem 'fraid ah mi war (hey)
Ak tuck inna di trunk ah mi car
Me and mi eagle ah par
Think it over, war nuh over
Six rifles circle him ends like a soldier
Lef' you flat and froth up like soda
Pussy coulda guard up, full ah Obeah
Red light me point inna him chest
Pussy death, coulda have on ninety-nine vest
Squeeze up e trigger tun it inna Wild West
We love see funeral, me love see dead chest
When you see me, you see evil ah walk inna flesh
Run fi yuh life ah yuh calm weh you get
Dem think seh me cold ah di war weh me get
Check e forecast ah di storm we ah mek
Sha-la-la
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing ya-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
(Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw)
Rise all ah mi gun
Pussy dem feel like war cyaan' done, hey
Di sitting guh suh ra-ta-tah-ta-ta-tah
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing sha-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw
Wul ah dem 'fraid ah mi war
Ak tuck inna di trunk ah mi car
Me and mi eagle ah par
Bombohole, man we circle yuh yard
Whether yard or 'broad
So when you come ah draw card
You better watch all di talk weh you mek, hey
Talk, talk, talk up pussy
All dem ah talk dem soft, meh ah bully
Boy shoulda know seh di rifle 'ya fully
Grab out you brains from yuh head like pully
Grandspen gully, Cassava Piece gully
Love di war like coolie love curry
Tun di place dark when it bright and sunny
Hundred rifle, one bag ah money
M16 tun him inna nowadays mummy
Run up inna mi gun it tun you inna crash dummy
Gully come down and lef' di place bloody
Cyaan' see ah wah do unnuh? Ah play boy bunny
Yeah me know dem 'fraid ah me
Walk wid di AK 'til it favor me
Spanish town and Mobay weh nuh save body
Walk out and murder dem, fatally
'Bout seh dem bad and dem nah do ah ting
Only sing fi ah buy gold chain and ring
Di chappa, di Gatlin weh born as twin
Squeeze inna him face and watch di head spin
Di sitting guh suh ra-ta-tah-ta-ta-tah
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing sha-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw
Wul ah dem 'fraid ah mi war (hey)
Ak tuck inna di trunk ah mi car
Me and mi eagle ah par
Think it over, war nuh over
Six rifles circle him ends like a soldier
Lef' you flat and froth up like soda
Pussy coulda guard up, full ah Obeah
Red light me point inna him chest
Pussy death, coulda have on ninety-nine vest
Squeeze up e trigger tun it inna Wild West
We love see funeral, me love see dead chest
When you see me, you see evil ah walk inna flesh
Run fi yuh life ah yuh calm weh you get
Dem think seh me cold ah di war weh me get
Check e forecast ah di storm we ah mek
Sha-la-la
Mek yuh pray to Allah
Di ting sing ya-la-la-lah-la-la-lah
Ah nuh Miss Kitty, ah di spitty me ah draw
(Dem just ah talk dem ah big chabba jaw)
Writer: David Constantine Brooks
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing