Blood

Hear weh we say
Ragga Twinz and DJ Grey
And when we pass through
Lyrics and tune haffi spray
We nuh romp and we nuh play
We a di order fi di day
Hear weh Ragga Twinz have to say
Listen we now

Who dem a pree?
We put dem pon pause
Nuh test we
We put dem pon pause
Come a we way
When we pon di warpath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath
Who dem a pree?
We put dem pon pause
Nuh test we
We put dem pon pause
Come a we way
When we pon di warpath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath
Bloodbath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath

We take some people, my Lord
My God, how dem a try disregard
Dance a yard, before you dance abroad
You gwan like a fraud, now you buck up on di boss
You get two stripe, you put pon pause
You never see it inna di contract clause
You dream 'bout your big house and your fast cars
Now you remember when man a ride horse
Plenty badman, me a di pinnacle
A dis type a beast, me clinical
It's ridiculous how me so lyrical
Wet a motherfucker like a kick to di genital
Done dead, burial
Straight dead out, fatal
Me nuh nurse, me nuh pamper, me nuh cradle
Me have a serious fi di sadder, me unstable

Who dem a pree?
We put dem pon pause
Nuh test we
We put dem pon pause
Come a we way
When we pon di warpath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath
Who dem a pree?
We put dem pon pause
Nuh test we
We put dem pon pause
Come a we way
When we pon di warpath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath

Who dem a pree?
We put dem pon pause
Nuh test we
We put dem pon pause
Come a we way
When we pon di warpath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath
Who dem a pree?
We put dem pon pause
Nuh test we
We put dem pon pause
Come a we way
When we pon di warpath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath
Bloodbath
You nuh really wanna see another bloodbath

Nuh get too close, me deh di light, small box
I got authority of law but I'm not a cop
Nuh piss weh me deh di river fi di cold pond
I'm coming like a terror, go ask 'til I'm gone
Play nuff a so-so, you can say I rap a lot
Have whole heap a gyal that a hit a lot
Me a di big dawg, nuh muss win a lot
And every month I hit hot spots
And win di spot
When me win, me celebrate with a couple shot
Try ask if I lie 'til dem all lose di plot
You bloodclaat, I go tek mi lyrical bloodclaat
And leave you with third degree burn 'cause I'm fucking hot
Try wuk di badman, better fly like a fox
A nuh pocket gear, wankers, go check a gloss
A you better end your life, it's like your inner death
Come listen to RTC because we nuh 'pon chat