paroles de chanson Champion Sound - Million Stylez , Mr. Williamz , YT , Blackout JA

I believe in this sound
That it can make your teeth dem rattle
And make your face dem get cringe
And you can know it
When it come to the dancehall style
We deh from the top rink

My sound is the champion sound
It coulda be 45 or the dub plate round
No bother bright and test fi mi sound
You end up six foot under ground
Sound bwoy
My sound is the ruling sound
Tell a drum pan sound gwan go sit down
'Cause nuff of dem waan try take we crown
We run 'way dem bwoy deh like clown

Ding-a-ding-ding-ding, it's a sound bwoy ting
Everybody join in 'cause it's a real happening
All the gyal dem and the dapper dem just rock on coming
Yeah, beat a Guinness, that's skank and a swing
Seen, Curtis Lynch just give me the riddim
Make me buss out some lyrics about sound killing
Wid a one yah gunshot strictly dub plate weh a fling
Everything bless, give thanks to the King of Kings
My selector, yes a number one dub collector
Every time me touch a place, a new trend fi set yah
With dancehall vaccine come down yah fi inject yah
Badmind sound can't come round fi wreck yah

My sound is the ruling sound
Tell a drum pan sound gwan go sit down
'Cause nuff of dem waan try take we crown
We run 'way dem bwoy deh like clown

Well hear me now
It's how dem come and hype up and gwan so like dem wicked
And when we check it, how dem sound deh soft like porridge
How dem fi diss my sound when dem know say we solid
All over the world, we tour all major cities
From Tokyo to the U.S. and the entire British
Go and ask your girlfriend, go and ask your Mrs
Who have the selection of music that just can't finish
We play big tune while dem play gimmicks
It no make no sense unuh test because unuh couldn't manage
When you see us coming through, clear out the passage
Pack up unuh sound like baggage
My sound will left your brain damaged

Me come inna di land from 5:30
And me string up di sound from very early
Me see hustlers sell dem cane and jelly
And peanut, goat head, soup and curry
What you gonna do when the big sound turn on?
Yeah, I sound a champion
Diss mi sound a execution
Take your likkle lumps and gwan

My sound is the champion sound
It coulda be 45 or the dub plate round
No bother bright and test fi mi sound
You end up six foot under ground
Sound bwoy
My sound is the ruling sound
Tell a drum pan sound gwan go sit down
'Cause nuff of dem waan try take we crown
We run 'way dem bwoy deh like clown

Who is the champion?
Couldn't be no other than my sound
My sound run dancehall and session
They don't wanna ever diss my sound
Hey, 'cause when we run the place
It's with musical excellence
Eradicate the drum pan and all pestilence
Give the people music, make dem full up of confidence
Chants of "Allah", "I say", "Nyah", "Hail" to the King
Burn you with rhythm, torture dem bredrin
The royal sound system we burn you with rhythm
And play until the morning
A we dem can't kill, we got the veteran skill
A weh we sing

Sound weh unuh we dead
If unuh test the champion, dubplate buss inna unuh head
From we little and a grow, we a run the dance spread
And all life we a tell, you no hear wha' me say?
Watch dem fled

Yo, 45 shot clock
Dubplate alone a go beat pon spot
Mi sound string up like wall 'cause the speaker dem hot
We no ramp fi kill sound and smoke trees like what
Question, when was the last time you see a big sound string up?
Bass line a fire the whole place mash up
Selector have a new brand tune fi buss
Operator have the golden touch
And if a sound test mi sound, then him must get dust
Sounds like a roach, a sound bwoy a get crush
Big Clash a come, a select and nervous
Him haffi beg the judge man trust

My sound is the ruling sound
Tell a drum pan sound gwan go sit down
'Cause nuff of dem waan try take we crown
We run 'way dem bwoy deh like clown