"Bullet Proof Vest" lyrics
"Bullet Proof Vest"
Eeh!
Well it's only just begun
The war is not over
I'm gonna murda yuh, murda dem (Oh na na na na)
Alright, this whole thing a start true mi meet Angel
Why bounty a war, him seh him leff Angel
Yuh catch heart attack and now yuh headtop a swell
So yuh gone sing song? Okay!
Bout dem a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Bout you a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Bout "I are di one" but a who educate you?
"I am di one" and a unnu play number 2
Mr. Wannabe, who coulda wah be like you?
A freak like you, a girl beater like you
Mi haffi wonder if yuh even girt Miss Ivy too
And eye water touch a breast and bad blessing a follow you
No man cyaa drape me like how dem collar you
Di girls dem love me and di man dem follow you
Bout you a warlord a war man but you's a fake
Yuh know Peter King thats why a you one watch di tape
Anuh me mek [?] shave di hair offa yuh face
Anuh me mek yuh use yuh front teeth play di bass
Dem a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Bout you a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Miss Ivy last daughter, how long she a trace
Seh how much ting bout man and neva cause nuh disgrace
Now yuh vex true it lead seh yuh kiss pass di waist
Anuh me tell di bredda fi bow dung a taste
Now yuh gone pon tv, wah punch mi cute face
Anuh nutn weh will mek mi fist be yuh toothpaste
Im a artist wid class and a gun pon mi waist
Lyrics from mi cranium, dem cyaa tek mi head space
Thats why dem live a Oakland and mi have mi estate
When yuh come a shocking vibes mi have mi remote gate
How you and yuh madda live inna di same place and have di heart fi a talk inna badman face?
Bout bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Bout you a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Because it's only just begun, the war is not over
Im gonna murda yuh, murda yuh, murda yuh (Come on!)
Its only just begun, the war is not over
Im gonna murda yuh
Yuh know mi nah seh no indecent language or nutn (Hahahaha)
Yeah!
Bout dem a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Bout you a bulleta, bulleta, man wear bulletproof
Rocket mi fire, mi tek yuh outta yuh shoes
Dont get it twisted or get this confused, hand grenade will mek yuh building move
Writer(s): Moses Davis, Andre Gray, Richard Browne, Linton White
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- Beenie Man Lyrics
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