"Dead You" lyrics
Bru-C & Tsuki Lyrics
(Yeah
What we tell them)
I'm so sick, mandem say get well soon
Grease up every track, coming like RedTube
You ain't family, why should I bread you
If I want to chat then I will bell you
My girl lied, she never met Bru
Don't always believe what them a tell you
Half these emcees need wetsuits
Come 'tru, pick up the mic, dead you
I'll dead you
On the mic and I'll dead you
Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you
(You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you)
Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you
(You)
(Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
(You)
(Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
(You)
(Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
(You)
(I'll dead you
On the mic and I'll dead you
Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not an emcee, man are matching
From day one I've been into the clashing
Speaking truth, I ain't into the gassing
Bring your whole team, I'll swing for the captain
I'm splashing, goose on a rider, yeah man are splashing
Pure energy, dem boy there are lacking
Spit two bars man there be like jacking [?]
Skanking, man are moving, man are skanking
I ain't ramping or galivanting
Get in the 'studes and I'll put on an anthem
Flow's everlasting, live in a movie, no I ain't casting
If you wanna try war with me, see an emcee fly like a javelin
Might see an emcee fly out the room
Might see a DJ fly out the room
You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune
Might see an emcee fly out the room
Might see a DJ fly out the room
You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
What we tell them)
I'm so sick, mandem say get well soon
Grease up every track, coming like RedTube
You ain't family, why should I bread you
If I want to chat then I will bell you
My girl lied, she never met Bru
Don't always believe what them a tell you
Half these emcees need wetsuits
Come 'tru, pick up the mic, dead you
I'll dead you
On the mic and I'll dead you
Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you
(You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you)
Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you
(You)
(Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
(You)
(Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
(You)
(Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
(You)
(I'll dead you
On the mic and I'll dead you
Not a big man, you're a dead yute
Piss me off and I'll dead you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not an emcee, man are matching
From day one I've been into the clashing
Speaking truth, I ain't into the gassing
Bring your whole team, I'll swing for the captain
I'm splashing, goose on a rider, yeah man are splashing
Pure energy, dem boy there are lacking
Spit two bars man there be like jacking [?]
Skanking, man are moving, man are skanking
I ain't ramping or galivanting
Get in the 'studes and I'll put on an anthem
Flow's everlasting, live in a movie, no I ain't casting
If you wanna try war with me, see an emcee fly like a javelin
Might see an emcee fly out the room
Might see a DJ fly out the room
You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune
Might see an emcee fly out the room
Might see a DJ fly out the room
You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
(Tune)
(You don't want a war with me
Yo Selecta, pull up the tune)
