from small - larynx merit lyrics
[intro]
can’t push badness and blm at the same time
if black lives matter
first, make we deal with the shotta
haul and pull up
’cause it’s constant copper
jesus
war dem boy there pon
look strength in my left hand
my mouth is a weapon for real
i come to start take on
the whole of the work and
my target set on the badman music
oye!
[chorus]
from small man cold
africans pr*ne to vile and bold
they brainwash the youth, make them wild out more
drown them in violent thoughts
tall gun: lamppost
zesser start boast how they drag man ghost
and the radio promote every viral source
to come for your child, of course
[verse 1]
dark roads man traveling
death in the backseat: the trunk’s rattling
tough*chat turn to stabbing and gun battling
djs juggle but it’s souls dem trafficking
fully bad: dunce pathogen
money stacking: they’re profiting off of black k!lling
so when you market dem artiste on some bad riddim
and see your sons dabbling, remember what’s happening
[chorus]
from small, man know
african soul full of oil and gold
they chain up the youth, thief their mind and gone
drown dem in violent thoughts
the black gunman chrome
seven times worst than the white man own
’cause the black man is still his most violent foe
nuff juvenile done know
[verse 2]
we can’t sing songs that celebrate rape (great)
and we do that for the woman dem sake (straight!)
we don’t ever glamorize the pedophile (why?)
’cause we know that ruin many little child
so why glorify when the black boy die?
incentivized crime get the k!llie dem wild
look, all of we grow up on some badman style
but yuh can’t push black and that at the same time
vile!
[chorus]
from small, man cold
africans pr*ne to vile and bold
they brainwash the youth make dem wild out more
drown dem in violent thoughts
tall gun: lamppost
zesser start boast how they fly man ghost
and the radio promote every viral source
to hunt for your child of course
(something for your thoughts)
[verse 3]
now if i say “bun batty man” yuh know they will ban that quick
quick, quick
but if i say “shoot out a n*gga head” that so will turn in a hit
hit, hit
so what that tell the youths around this?
we don’t wanna hear more hypocrite!
you could talk fake ’cause your mouth plastic
tell it to we friend dem weh in a casket
fix it!
[chorus]
from me small, man know
the african soul full of oil and gold
so train up the youth teach right from wrong
counsel with vibrant love
fathers come home
set aside time, get their mind unplugged
so they can’t turn dem inna a violent thug
man fi rely on god
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