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Paper Soldier

 

Paper Soldier


From top from top, bwoy drop
Heeyee
Haha
Hey

Dem a try diss badman
And as night come dem gone a dem bed
Dem a practice fi dead
The whole a dem a practice fi dead
Dem a bomboclaat paper soldier

Paper soldier, dem a wha'
Paper soldier
Dem a paper soldier
Paper soldier, dem a wha'
Dem a wha'
Paper soldier

August Town
Say any man diss
Head a gone, foot a miss
You add on 'pon the list
Big ball a fire from the 'K left you crisp
Anything sell out the Gully cyaan keep the link
Put body inna grung fi keep the stink
How me fi give a fuck weh people think
When the.40 a claat, the Eagle 'quint
Me see people a sprint, all vehicle sink
Yeah, me cold up the place like icymint
Dem a bury in a full black under white cement
Me trigger finger voice a strength
Bomboclaat!

Paper soldier
Dem a paper soldier, dem a wha'
Bomboclaat paper soldier
Paper soldier
Paper soldier, dem a wha'
Dem a wha'
Paper soldier

Uptown, downtown, middle day we no hide
Man a strap the bamma 'pon me side
Yeah, me hear dem a talk, say me crime organize
Dem a no killer, so the whole a dem a hide
When the spenshell a fall and the chamber a slide
Dem dead when the carbon a rise
Silence a me guide and me so dignified
Fi me badness a no pickney size
Me no buss fi me gun in a trees and skies
Me buss it inna face and eyes
Me heart turn back 'way, fuck the screams
And the cries the.40 shall solve all the noise

Dem a paper soldier
Paper soldier, dem a wha'
Dem a wha'
Paper soldier
Dem a paper soldier
Paper soldier, dem a wha'
Bomboclaat, paper soldier
Heeyee, yeeh

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