Lyrics District 1 (Rifle) - Masicka

Rifle, side a rifle (brrr!)
Rifle (one)
Side a rifle (one)

We mek dancehall fraid
Downtown badness raasclaat arcade
YG, boy cyaan draw blade
Draw dung a dem foot and boy cyaan talk fraid
Y pre, Spent shell a fly constant trade
Watch the feather fly heart start fade
Homemade until we graduate and past that grade

Rifle side a rifle, hear
Who fi stand up front a defend it a clear
A coulda Honda fit and it a stare
Full it up a matic Daddy shift it in a gear
Anywhere, thunder lick when we appear
Listen me, pussy a pickney u a scare
You likkle life we mek you live it inna fear
Sixteen anyweh me fling it disappear

Rifle a side a rifle, hear
From me point di gun a fire
A nuh license gun a fire
Push a mighty ton a fire (yeah man)
From me rise me gun a fire
A nuh noise me gun a fire
Body lie dung inna fire

Rifle like me sound a choir
Fold up like me bore a tire
Strap up that's the road attire
Guess them want fi know the buyer
Rifle, side a rifle (brrrr)
A finger strength me show Tyson
Left that fi dead you slow poison

Rifle, revenge sweet you know icing
Anyweh, different street a same cycle
Forgive people, that a weh Christ do
We kill people without the mic too
A tint vehicle pull up beside you
Rifle side a rifle, hear

Me nuh see nuh body weh (brah)
Me nuh see nobody weh we fear (1 inna d head)
Me nuh see nobody weh we
We nuh see nobody weh we

Fraid fi shoot you crazy youth
Me point it
You cray fi you me raise eh tool
Me strike it
Lace me shoes a brain me choose
Dem like chip
K me use di base the groove me like it
A face remove you make the news
Me nine chip

Prepare fi lose the case defuse
Di right bricks
Get a lawyer with the right tricks
Buss the rifle like me license it
Rifle (brrr)
Rifle, high
Rifle, Ah!
Rifle, side a rifle