Brawla (Vybz Kartel Diss) Mavado

[Intro]
After mi murder the son turn mi gun pon the father
Gully Side deal with the pussy dem like Israel do to Gaza
This a broad day slaughter, people a ask weh di war fah
Mi dawgs dem a brawla, the Scalawas and the Squala

[Chorus]
We no beg friend in no place, we tek over bwoy place mek dem haffi run out
And if you think seh you bad bombohole mi deh a road and wait till you come out
A my friend dem a buss head inna yuh place and you know that
Even Grants Pen a say a ghost that a him have the most chat

[Verse 1]
Dem get mi gun crabbit
So dem a dead like some Bugs Bunny rabbit
Jamaica know mi gun habit
War start bwoy dead in a the fourteen parish
Dem soft like crackers in porridge
Paste dem up like mackas in forest
The pussy come a talk bout kuff kaff kweff
The Kel-Tec a left him stink like cabbage
Mi say badman nuh throw word so pussy call name
Mi nuh play domino and hitch up pon lane
Portmore say a bate dem
Corn grain come a fire stray shot
You nuh see you cyaan aim
Man ready fi bun dem up, fire ball flame
This a yuh aftermath, after the hurricane
You still a Suss pon the phone talk, dem a die same
Mi a mek you cry pain, everybody cry shame