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Not the lyrics to HOLD YA HEAD (REMIX) (WITH BOB MARLEY & VYBZ KARTEL)
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Intro: Vybz Kartel Get familiar, Kartel, Bob Chorus: Sample from Bob Marley's "Johnny Was " (Vybz Kartel) Woman hold her head and cry (Wicked man dem go diss and dat a war) Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died (Yo! Marrow fly) Woman hold her head and cry (I told dem it's Kartel and Clinton it start well) Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died (Get familiar) Verse 1: Vybz Kartel Yo yo, yuh is a dead bloodclaat and a dead bumboclaat A dead bloodclaat and a dead bumboclaat Shot inna yuh heart yuh dead to bloodclaat When di AK talk nuh talk nuh back Yuh a dead bloodclaat and a dead bumboclaat Shot inna yuh heart yuh dead to bloodclaat Watch weh yuh talk nuh fuck wid New York Mac 11 spark, flatten di clown di car parked Verse 2: Notorious B.I.G. When I die fuck it I wanna go to hell Cause I'm a piece of shit it ain't hard to fuckin tell It don't make sense goin to heaven wit the goodie-goodies Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies God will probably have me on some real strict shit No sleepin all day, no gettin my dick licked Hangin with the goodie-goodies loungin in paradise Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice All my life I been considered as the worst Lyin to my mother, even stealin out her purse Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion I know my mother wished she got a fuckin abortion Chorus: Sample from Bob Marley's "Johnny Was " (Vybz Kartel) Woman hold her head and cry (Wicked man dem go diss and dat a war) Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Verse 3: Vybz Kartel Yo! Badman buss di looga and di looga, smith and wesson Or di lama got to use, kill informa in di house or pon di corna Panic a corna from behind I shot bwoy yuh teflon armor Bullets from (?) stick yuh like a million spider Extra 'mount, collide a like a Taliban suicider Who mi a nuh McGyver Kartel is di soul survivor Push di knife, inna yuh side a it go deep and a go dive A Singa Blinga is di driver get away car provider Yuh is a dead bloodclaat and a dead bumboclaat A dead bloodclaat and a dead bumboclaat Shot inna yuh heart yuh dead to bloodclaat When di AK talk nuh talk nuh back Verse 4: Notorious B.I.G. I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit Throw the Magnum to my head threaten to pull shit And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin buddah head The stress is buildin up, I can't I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind I want to leave I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me But naw you wouldn't understand You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin back Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beat Street People at the funeral frontin like they miss me My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone She know me and her sister had somethin goin on I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? Forgive me for my disrespect forgive me for my lies Chorus: Sample from Bob Marley's "Johnny Was " (Vybz Kartel) Woman hold her head and cry (Wicked man dem go diss and dat a war) Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died (Yo!) Woman hold her head and cry (A Yard Man dem go diss and dat a war) Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Verse 5: Notorious B.I.G. I reached my peak, I can't speak Call my nigga Sheek tell him that my will is weak I'm sick of niggas lyin, I'm sick of bitches hawkin Matter of fact, I'm sick of talki
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