Soundboy Killa

Album: Circles (2017)
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  • Same mic, new stage
    I and I was born to rage
    And there might be another dead boy pon page
    These copy cats come to steal me cup, dem ain't real enough
    Another big tune, wheel it up
    Sonny Dread number one champion
    'Cause you know I breaks it down in a style & fashion
    So keep it moshing 'cause I'm coming for your neck
    And every mon hit the deck when you hear me sound check

    Y'all got what you want, now there's no one to blame
    Y'all better act like you know I'm sick and tired of playing
    Y'all know the name
    I'ma put it on a bullet and put it in your brain

    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    One shot to the dome
    I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown
    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    Composition of words, lyrics, hollow point tips
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    Bang bang, I see the sound ricochet
    From the front to the back
    And silence their brain waves
    No more originals, everybody's selling out
    The disco panicked and batty boy start falling out
    Some of demma ask where me get it from
    My heart beats to the drop of the bass and kick drum
    It's a redrum outcome slamming on the dance floor
    We give you what you need, not what everybody asked for

    Y'all got what you want, now there's no one to blame
    Y'all better act like you know I'm sick and tired of playing
    Y'all know the name
    I'mma put it on a bullet and put it in your brain

    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    One shot to the dome
    I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown
    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    Composition of words, lyrics, hollow point tips
    Unload the clip

    A lot of soundboy a get murdered tonight
    A lot of rude boy dem a come just to fight
    Hey Mr. Dj it's getting hotter
    And this dance hall is under fire

    Somebody ring the alarm because the sound is dying
    Kill the alarm because the sound is dead
    And when I was a youth me used to reason with the dready
    He knew that I was ready
    So this is what he said
    Me a rude and pon me do rude boy tings
    And one of these days you'll know exactly what I mean
    So gwan, take dis mic and lick shots upon deh scene
    Don't forget natty dread give 'em agony, agony
    So I was raised inna dub resurrection
    One love connection
    Whole new dimension
    Y'all know me, a don dada in this game
    I do what I do so you remember the name
    I just put it on a bullet and put it through your brain

    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    One shot to the dome
    I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown
    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    Composition of words, lyrics, hollow point tips
    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    One shot to the dome
    I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown
    Dj Selecta, soundboy killa
    I'm fully loaded on this microphone
    Composition of words, lyrics, hollow point tips
    Unload the clip Writer/s: Marcos Curiel, Mark Traa Daniels, Noah C. Bernardo, Paul J. Sandoval
    Publisher: CTM Publishing
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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