Alkaline

Chapter 2

This is one of Alkaline's latest song, it was published on August 23rd 2017 and it is a Tommy Lee Sparta diss. The name of the song is Buss Head and I will post the song and it's lyrics.

[Intro]
Buss head!
Yo, Young Lord, Young Lord, Young Lord
(Fuck dem up)
Hey...
(Fuck dem up)
Yo Frass

[Chorus]
If Babylon no worry me, then how dem bwoy yah?
Waan violate and no expect gunshot fi fire
Know dem no serious when it come down to the wire, hey
Buss dem fucking head 'cause dem a prier
Frass, sound up the trumpet like a choir
Man a kick off dem slippers when shot a fire
You never kill nobody, you is a fucking liar, hey
Buss dem fucking head 'cause dem a prier

[Verse 1]
Watch yah now
Roll silent, but we're lethal
None of my gun dem no legal
We no care who inna your vehicle
Gunshot a kill everybody in a sequal
Tell unuh fi lowe the badness and pree gyal
We a human, but we anuh equal
War cyan buy out, it cyan resolve
No need police, crime no hard fi we solve
Vendetta role silent, but we're deadly
Pussy dem a chat like Beverly
Anything a anything, me ready
Iron tablet fi a bwoy weh talk heavy
Mi say fi, do wha' you a do and stop tell me
Cyan trick we, no we're not friendly
And if a shootout, then a shootout
Make dem know say the drum nuh have no empty a empty
Me mad with a clip and it always a tempt me
Gun smoke give me a high like Sensi
Young Lord, you know the odds is against me
You ask me the reason, me tell you say a envy
Country bwoy come a town a pretend fi, kill him dead him a killer but him a 'pprentice
'Par a town, but the bwoy deh a St. E'
Claat the six panse, me a give him 'bout 20

[Chorus]
Babylon don't worry me, neither dem bwoy yah
Dem cyan violate and no expect gunshot fi fire
Know dem no serious when it come down to the wire, hey
Buss dem fucking head 'cause dem a prier
Frass, we a sound the trumpet like a choir
Man a kick off dem slippers when shot a fire
Me lose mi shipment, me haffi find a next supplier, hey
Buss dem fucking head 'cause dem a prier

[Verse 2]
Action, nuh have fi talk
Know me a genial and me craft the craft
Body split, 40 parts
Gunshot inna your lungs make it hard fi cough
Murder scene white chalky-chalk
Forensic tell your mother say, she cyan go pass
If me no mean it, me nah go talk
Big all buss heads weh walk the walk
Tracing a joke ting
Cyan bother with the toasting
Fool just get a one strap and now badness a choke him
Damn, wha' kind of weed dem smoking?
Me a wonder who coach him
Bere gunshot when me approach him
A so me step dem, cockroach him
Why dem a do the most things?
Cyan bother with the toasting
Bwoy just get a one link and now badness a choke him
Damn, wha' kind of weed dem smoking?
Me a wonder who coach him
Bere gunshot when me approach him
A so me step dem, cockroach him

[Chorus]
Babylon no worry me, neither dem bwoy yah
Cyan violate and no expect gunshot fi fire
Know dem no serious when it comes down to the wire, hey
Buss dem fucking head 'cause dem a prier
Frass, sound up the trumpet like a choir
Man a kick off dem slippers when shot a fire
You never kill nobody, you is a fucking liar, hey
Buss dem fucking head 'cause dem a prier

[Outro]
Fuck dem up, fuck dem up
Fuck dem up

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