lirik lagu jammer - destruction
[chorus: jammer]
top producer (rudeboy)
top producer (rudeboy)
me sit behind the computer
me sit behind the computer (behind the computer)
‘cah man are top producer (’cah man are top producer)
‘cah man are top producer (‘cah man are top producer)
me sit behind the computer
man have got the whole game on one riddim
[verse 1: wiley]
i’m hearing my name; they’re saying my name
i’m still street; playing the game, i’m loving the game
i’m not asleep; wide awakе, i’m hot in the game
my name’s wilеy, that’s that eskimo boy
i’m hearing my name; they’re saying my name
i’m still street; playing the game, i’m loving the game
i’m not asleep; wide awake, i’m hot in the game
my name’s wiley, he’s the eskimo boy
let me show everybody who’s hot out of us and you
what have you seen? what have you been through?
i know trouble, trouble said he don’t know you
i know beef and beef said he don’t know you
i had war, war said he don’t know you
i done crime and crime said he don’t know you
i’m street, street said he don’t know you
i know sufferer, sufferer don’t know you
i know hungry, he said he don’t know you
i know who’s who and who’s who don’t know you
i know empty belly and he don’t know you
i know robbery and he said he don’t know you
i know .38, he said he don’t know you
i know hustler, hustler don’t know you
i know ghetto, ghetto life don’t know you
i know badboys, badboys don’t know you, yo
[verse 2: d double e]
lyrical dan, that’s me, me
if you want to come clash me, me
[?] meet me, me
mess with me, me
budubup~ with man like me
one man soldier, that’s me, me
draw for the mash, that’s me, me
shook on the spot, that’s who? who?
bare mc think they’re heavy like metal
say they’ve got dough but they ain’t got a shekel
seen a big gash looking effed like ethel
them mcs better hide before i switch like jekyll
cool and sekkle before
i sting your ice kettle just like a nettle before
i draw for the metal in the belt buckle therefore
don’t wanna start trouble with the double
when i’m warmed up i’ll leave you in a lyric blood puddle
greet you with arms, not talking a cuddle
the doctor can’t put you back together like a puzzle
so hold your mouth shut like you’re wearing a muzzle
on your face you’ll be wearing my
knuckle imprint to the side of your temple
you’re just simple, get popped like a pimple
who’s on the mic? d double, not single
[verse 3: footsie]
get bare right hooks, bare left hooks
bare uppercuts, bare headb~tts, i
left your face with bare cuts
don’t mek me get deep and draw for the mutts
get bare right hooks, bare left hooks
bare uppercuts, bare headb~tts, i
left your face with bare cuts
don’t mek me get deep and draw for the mutts (murkery)
mmm, don’t make me mad
i’ll make your mum and your dad real sad
and no one’s glad
when they’re at the funeral dressed in black
you ain’t really ready for the deep impact
so blud, i suggest you stand back
before you quickly get smacked
by the front of the gat, that’s that, that’s that
i will kidnap you and beat you in shifts
first i’ll start with twelve till six, then
then i’ll let you rest for a bit, then
even let you heal for a bit
then restart, my schedule won’t lift
‘cah you could have been [?] the bottom of the bits
you’ll get bare right hooks, punches and kicks, then
me and jammer change shifts
[verse 4: kano]
look, from city to city, from town to town
from lamppost to lamppost, we run the roads
from tecs to nines, from nines to macs
from mac~10s to mad friends, we’ve got the most
from city to city, from town to town
from lamppost to lamppost, we run the roads
from tecs to nines, from nines to macs
from mac~10s to mad friends, we’ve got the most
look, from lamppost to lamppost, we run the roads
so, war? that’s right up my street; that’s my cup of tea
heat that’s right in my reach, we’re all from the street
we’re all from violence, crime, theft and stress
clearly i’m a ka that talks bs
put a bullet in your screwface, double~o~p~s
let me just address, down below we rest
the underground taking over the overground
all over town, k, i’m in the picture now
want no amount less than a long figure now
“kano won’t amount to nothing
just another broke n~~~a puffing away his money till the smoke k!ll him”
who’s him? i’m a big king
i’ma be doing this ’til i’m crowned kingpin
see me doing this oversea
ran away with the game, if you want it back, find me
it’s war
[verse 5: crazy titch]
you don’t wanna look round my way
or they’re gonna have you shook round my way
chaps and chain get took round my way
you’ll get a right hook round my way
p~ssy don’t get suck round my way
plenty hoes get f~cked round my way
you’ll get a gun buck round my way
from the back of a truck round my way, oi oi oi oi
round my way, it’s off the heezy
bullets get let go very easy
open up your chest and your breathing wheezy
my style’s not grime, it’s very greasy
got [?]
n~~~~s get kidnapped, they’re like “please release me”
round my way, draws get sucked
plenty hoes get f~cked, you’ll get a gun buck
mcs ain’t really relaxed, [?] f~cked
lyrics that i spit are way too much
i’m too hot to touch, you’ll get burnt
on the school playground, i never learnt
know a lot of dough has to be earned
many new corners have to be turned
round my way, we don’t care who you know
we just get what? we just get, get dough
[verse 6: sharky major]
shark’s got lyrics for the rainy days, i’ve got lyrics for the wars
lyrics for every course, lyrics that’ll bury yours
if it’s wars, don’t want to go at it
guarantee you’ll be the first one on all fours
spray that? can’t spray for sh~t next to me
don’t ever spit, you’re counterfeit
mind your neck back don’t get slit
or worse, you whole wig get split, one target
i’ve seen [?] guys, don’t know why
some try come on the mic like tough guys
and it’s just for the session, i don’t hear the aggression
i’m like “what’s he playing at? what he’s saying can’t be that”
rags or gangster, rep it well
f~ck sales, just give me a beat and i’ll eat it
bring any mc who wants to face me
i will defeat the pr~ck, i ain’t losing it
that’s good news for some
sharky step on the mic and just blaze
toaster; spitter; on stage i’m roasting n~~~~s for fun
bring most your men, watch most your men get done
been spitting like this from day one
i might stop, make a few concepts, then come back
to what i’m used to doing: a reality check
this war sh~t’s what i expect
[verse 7: capo]
tie man with shoelaces, [?] cases
splurt [?] wet faces
capo drum blazes and amazes
rip flows in faces, get the papers
tallest skyscr~pers, money makers
movers and shakers break fakers
thinking that they up to par, i’m like nah
when i split, man’s like “rah”
yo, call me hater ’cause you know i hate your takes
and if i see you at a show, might break your face
wanna roll with man? best get your skates
you wanna test this? best draw your brakes ‘cah
jammer done upped the stakes
and now we bun fakes and dump them in lake
try front just ’cause you push weights
make you do sums with 238s
gotta get that, add that, grab that
man still want beef so we stab that
in between where your chest and your abs at
for the cream, my team will rush that
load up the tings, then buss that
want war? no time to discuss that
fat paper stack, man loves that
on top of my game, yeah, trust that
[verse 8: hitman hyper]
yo, i’ve got quick manoeuvres
if i switch, i’ll buss sick manoeuvres
draw heat and buss clip manoeuvres
me and my dogs, we’re hip removers
yeah, i’ve got quick manoeuvres
if i switch, i’ll buss sick manoeuvres
draw heat and buss clip manoeuvres
me and my dogs, we’re hip removers
i’ve got the sk!ll to make your blood spill
when i draw my steel and get ill with the nine mil’
n0body move, n0body get hurt
’cause i’m ready to put you all back in the dirt
i’ll make you hold l!cks, but not from my palm
you’re gonna hold them from the b~tt of my gun
i’m a swift man, quick man when i manoeuvre
top notch man with the german luger
i’m not a cute man, never was a pretty boy
i look mean and i walk with a mean toy
a mean toy? that’s my nine mil’
ready to rip at any badman grill for real
yeah, that’s how i feel
no matter what manor you’re from, you’ll still get peeled
for real, yeah, that’s how i feel
you better lock me up without no appeal
[verse 9: monkstar]
i’m gonna spit words like a fax
i ride like a train on tracks
i’m too hot, you’ll melt like wax
i deduct mcs like tax
you can’t relax
spitting heavy then leaving cracks
so just watch your backs
lyrics k!ll like the way anthrax attacks
so when you come out of your apartment
watch your back ’cause i’ll reach for the glove compartment
and pull out the mac like [?]
i’ll make you eat bullet like a snack
knock out your t~~th so you don’t get plaque
you can’t spit, i’ll lyrically hijack
sharper than your whole pack
all their heads will get crack as i spit on track
now on that track, was you all that?
as you collapse, [?]
you’re not bad ’cause you got one~two little tracks
i’ll leave your t~~th with gaps, perhaps
where you walk, i’ll leave traps
[?] make you eat my scr~ps
make you work until your back snaps
drawn a line here so you better step back
[verse 10: esco]
i’m escobar
you can’t ramp with the diddy diddy escobar
black gats, chrome gats, escobar
[?], load that, escobar
take your fat chaps, escobar
and i’ll blaze up any track, escobar
any back chat? brap! escobar
and that kicks and slaps, that’s escobar
[?] and bats, that’s escobar
that’s merky
i’ve heard you, now you hear me
i’ll rile you, will you rile me?
i’ll show you, will you show me that
i’m a little pr~ck and you’re a real og?
nah, ’cause i know that you can see
i’ll rough you up kinda easily
couple headlocks leave man’s chest wheezing, b
and i’ll rough man up for no reason, b
and it’s an all~year~round gun season, b
so grab your .38 and come see me, b
‘cah my star nine make an mc star jumpy
tec~9 make an mc tek time, and i
never really beat around the bush
i just beat my strap and hide man behind the bush
and if you nah ready for the war, boy, just shush
[verse 11: ratty]
you want fire? i’ma turn the heat in the game
that’s so crazy, everybody’s out for fame
they’re all lazy, no sk!ll, lack the flame
they lack the brains, they’re only in the game for the name
they want fire? i’ma turn the heat in the game
that’s so crazy, everybody’s out for fame
they’re all lazy, no sk!ll, lack the flame
they lack the brains, they’re only in the game for the name
i spit a flame in the game, straight roast ’em out
roast ’em all out, i’ma spit toast ’em out
‘cah they ain’t worth calling out, whole of them bawling out
on the roads still stalling out
[?] start to touch
[?] start to clutch, devour them ‘cah
threats i’m sending ’em, bullets from the caribbean
‘cah dem are chat show host like letterman
up against better men, raised by a veteran
[?] world war 3 that might never end
never friend, put a sh~ll in your bro
f~ck around and [?]
listen up, nah, no time for fizzing up
your boys wanna war? i’ll have your boys kidnapped
missing up [?] fizzing up the back of the road
well, listen up a second time, though, i’ve already told ya
[verse 12: durrty goodz]
yeah, overall, who be the best overall?
who be the wickedest overall?
who come fresh overall? who bun the most cess overall?
over and over
overall, who be the best overall?
who be the wickedest overall?
who come fresh overall? who bun the most cess overall?
over and over
overall, i be the best out of all
bwoy test, you’re ’bout to fall
you coulda fat, skinny or small, long and tall
you coulda tough like a concrete wall
doogz never stall, fi go mash up any dancehall
ah go mek your girl scream and bawl
and you know me deya ready fi go bun a fire pon a boy
if him ah flex like rupaul
ayy, soundboy, if it’s war, my name yuh fi call
my mandem are gunners like ~rs~nal
put two hot one up inna di ras’ of y’all
then me ah go blast your gyal
ayy, soundboy, if it’s war, my name yuh fi call
my mandem are gunners like ~rs~nal
put two hot one up inna di ras’ of y’all
then me ah go blast your gyal
[outro: jammer]
destruction
only i can do this, yeah?
only me, yeah?
make the whole game come together
on a one riddim track
mi do dat, seen?
jammer, yeah
brap
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