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Born Winner - Wacko Dan

Born Winner

Wacko Dan

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Lyric

(Psycho)

Hmm, Wacko Dan

Long time dem would ah fight me down

So why dem like meh now

Me always pree for the top nuh really like the ground

We got the keys for the locks, so yeah, we own the town

And all the G's weh lock up me beg just hold it down

Me ah try go right all when meh nah left it

Me hear all way dem ah pree 'cause me nuh talkative

Bad bitch, pool side, you know how bosses live

Spliff rap, champagne pop

Molly inna head, yeah, the g's dunce up

Six outside ever have we guns up

West bank link, so you know the funds up

Tyo done get the word so we must function

Me always wanted was to be a winner

From small me only pair with real sinners

De dawg dem buss shot show me 'bout real dinner

Dem say me dark badness wah meh believe inna

When yuh hear rifle shot yuh soul leave enuh

PLR clip longer than muh sleeve enuh

Shot buss lick off yuh gyal weave enuh

Yuh shoulda know we evil and we mean enuh

Me say from them boy diss, better know say we no miss

Riffle shot to the face, six dan say sure grave

Dem fuck round with the eight, copper send them straight to space

Aliens get ah grave, seven's nah go live again

Know yuh nah see no more seven

Me know dem nah evil so we sure heaven

We fully fully long time like yuh nuh know rebel

And man dark inna muh brain like ah real devil

Nuh make me link fats with the k right now

Matto press the 16 body lay right down

Shot knock pon yuh door fi four-five fum

Ketch dem when dem ah lime and drink rum

Me always wanted was to be a winner

From small me only pair with real sinners

De dawg dem buss shot show me 'bout real dinner

Dem say me dark badness wah meh believe inna

When yuh hear rifle shot yuh soul leave enuh

PLR clip longer than muh sleeve enuh

Shot buss lick off yuh gyal weave enuh

Yuh shoulda know we evil and we mean enuh

Me say from them boy diss, better know say we no miss

Riffle shot to the face, six dan say sure grave

Dem fuck round with the eight, copper send them straight to space

Aliens get ah grave, seven's nah go live

Nuh make me link fats with the k right now

Matto press the 16, body lay right down

Shot knock pon yuh door fi four-five fum

Shot to the face, six dan say

Me always wanted was to be a winner

From small me only pair with real sinners

De dawg dem buss shot show me 'bout real dinner

Aliens get ah grave seven's nah go live

- It's already the end -