Instant Disaster Lyrics

[Intro]
To all my f*cking enemies
Dem underestimate
p*ssy dem a try test mi faith

[Verse 1]
What if me waan fi show the f*cking world a better side?
What if me waan fi see the war thing, and step aside?
Anuh like me cyan make no Beretta rise
A simple thing fi crack your f*cking skull, like pepper light
See me a easy, you never know a so me bad
'Memba me roll with the bloodclaat Gully Gad!
Diss Jahmiel, p*ssyhole, you mussi mad!
Dawg, you no see a sense dem no f*cking have?!
Me try fi build, and some p*ssy a try draw me out
Middle day we buss dem head and that draw the crowd
A simple f*cking thing fi left your marrow pon the road
Dem love fi chat, we put a shot inna dem horny mouth
Spanish Town, just tell some rookie, "chill"
Patriots too bad fi some p*ssy kill
None of dem bumbohole deh no start well
Dem no bad fi a represent Kartel

[Chorus]
A mi strength some bwoy waan live off of
Dem never know a instant disaster
Dawg, me get that from mi father
Never grow fi trace like no Shebada
Ahhh
From Riverly to Tivoly
Tell dem, it hard fi get rid of we
Mi success ago make dem sick of me
Dem a dump, ask Trump or Hillary

[Verse 2]
Notnice, 'memba the browning weh you a wife up?
You cyan control her, you give her knife cut
True she have your secret say you like suck
Like you nyam front artist weh a try buss
Inna the gang him a the tallest man See a group of girls, and him waan the smallest one
Bumbohole, you a pedophile
Ladies, watch your babies, 'cause him will take your child
A next thing
From some bwoy go sing 'bout nappy
Dem a think 'bout batty
p*ssy dem a try bring down Jahmi'
Tell the bleach out fish, try bring down bammy
Haha

[Chorus]
A mi strength some bwoy waan live off of
Dem never know a instant disaster
Dawg, me get that from mi father
Never grow fi trace like no Shebada
Ahhh
From Riverly to Tivoly
Tell dem, it hard fi get rid of we
Mi success ago make dem sick of me
Dem a dump, ask Trump or Hillary

[Outro]
Notnice, you have your puppet dem a sing a bag of diss song
Tell dem find a f*cking hit song, and stop sing fiction
You see wha' me a say?
Man work hard fi this, dem p*ssy deh cyan get no hype off of me
Know that...
You done know a feelings you a carry, true me never sign the contract
But 'memba you did tell me say me lose mi talent, G?
So weh the badman thing fah now?
Haha
Joke this...
Where were you, p*ssy?
The same thing make Alkaline cut him off
The p*ssy have a dutty heart, uh huh
N'even have no time fi bumboclaat this
Back to mi rassclaat album
Unuh cyan f*ck up my street creds
Dem know Great Man as a youth weh hold real medz, you know?
Gunshot inna the freak head, the freak dead
Full him of grains like wheat bread
Ahahaha

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