Life Lost

[Jah Vinci (Popcaan):]
Lee Milla
Out Clear
A Jah Vinci
What is this?
A Popcaan
And if dem diss, we a go done dem
Rifle shot a bun dem

Life lost
When me rise me Taurus
No fling no chat, me nah cuss
Me no see no head shot cyaan buss
To the morgue
Deh so we a send dem
Jah Vinci nah go friend dem
Head split when me rise the MAC-10

When me gun dem a clap like choir
Fassy dead, all even if him a say him prayer
When Jah Vinci gun dem fire
Everybody done know a Empire
Talk dem a talk, dem a liar
Bwoy, you live too long, now your life expire
When my rifle claat bwoy brains jump inna air, go higher
Shot bite bwoy like crocodile
Man haffi rap up him head like poco child
No, the Teacha, him never smile
Him make blood run like river Nile
Bwoy bawl, "Me eye! Me eye! ", and drop a dust
Something crash inna him face, but it's not a bus
Popcaan's gun dem never rust
No ask if Milla 9 still make head a buss

Life lost
When me rise me Taurus
No fling no chat, me nah cuss
Me no see no head shot cyaan buss
To the morgue
Deh so we a send dem
Jah Vinci nah go friend dem
Head split when me rise the MAC-10

Early in the morning me hear she calling
She say, "Answer me please no, me darling"
Realize him cold and she a try warm him
True me send fi Pop' and him go corn him
Kill him without permission, me never warn him
Bullet tear him skin like tarpaulin
Me have a rifle big like an awning
So try know funeral plan inna the morning

Life lost
When me rise me Taurus
No fling no chat, me nah cuss
Me no see no head shot cyaan buss
To the morgue
Deh so we a send dem
Jah Vinci nah go friend dem
Head split when me rise the MAC-10