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Artist/Band: I-Wayne
Lyrics for Song: Drug And Rum Vibes
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - I-Octane



(Intro)
Gun clown shoot likkle Kerry-Ann down, Dem waah tun di earth inna burial ground
Dem seh Portmore a old skeleton town, some acting like dem mind unsound

Dem still scorning the mud, dem get caught in the grudge
dem wi kill yuh an drink yuh blood, dem fight against simple love
No I, don't need to wonder why, so many cry, so many die
A tru dem drugs an dem rum vibes, lots of guns rise
man a brag bout gun size, skills an gun prize
bun bore up tongue vibes, chinks and gun flies
life daughters and sons strive, bun bleaching skum vibes
Nuh flex like J., Bruce, Simpson and Edwud,
who fighting against each other when dem drinking from the said mug
nuh cater fi life,night and day dem shed blood
a coulda bald tail, ras or dread blood
Inna shallow grave dem go find another dead thug
far from where his hand, where his foot and where his head was
ants and flies swarming his remains like a dead bug
a dem deh ting deh di CIA and the feds love
(Chorus)
People crying for the lord, yard an abroad,
the system is a fraud, the people dem a starve,
too much morgue, an grave yard
bun gun dawg, fyah bun fraud
the wicked should know, they can't stop fyah wayne from shining
what is to be will be, and you will see in due timing

Big machine wid banana clip
Dat gun clown a model pon corner with
Which lunatic put matic pon "gun drama" hip
If owner dawg frenz invade di place an corner it.
Put him trust inna old iron now it all a stick
Him draw fi ice pick an all 3-star ratchick
He was looking for a box or a kick
Him get bullet all when him bawl fi him madda an him fadda quick!!
Bun dung all gunshops mek the ball grounds
mek more bridge an tear babywrong wall down
I don't care bout filthy priest or nun
dem blood thirst an claim dem waah di senseless war done
Dutty wicked carry di weapon pon di ball grung
Start dutty game an then murder Maas Karl son
Watch him a laugh an a run as if its all fun
A pon it owna sword it fall dung!!!
Crying out for lord, yard an abroad,
the system is a fraud, the people dem a starve,
too much morgue, an grave yard
bun gun dawg, fyah bun fraud
the wicked should know, they can't stop fyah wayne from shining
what is to be will be, and you will see in due timing

Dem still scorning the mud, dem get caught in the grudge
dem wi kill yuh an drink yuh blood, dem fight against simple love
No I, don't need to wonder why, so many cry, so many die
A tru dem drugs an dem rum vibes, lots of guns rise
man a brag bout gun size, skills an gun prize
bun bore up tongue vibes, chinks and gun flies
life daughters and sons strive, bun bleaching skum vibes
Nuh flex like J., Bruce, Simpson and Edwud,
who fighting against each other when dem drinking from the said mug
nuh cater fi life,night and day dem shed blood
a coulda bald tail, ras or dread blood
Inna shallow grave dem go find another dead thug
far from where his hand, where his foot and where his head was
ants and flies swarming his remains like a dead bug
a dem deh ting deh di CIA and the feds love
(Chorus)
People crying for the lord, yard an abroad,
the system is a fraud, the people dem a starve,
too much morgue, an grave yard
bun gun dawg, fyah bun fraud


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - I-Octane


I-Wayne
"Other Songs - I-Octane"


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