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Mavado, Jay-A, Dexta Daps - Pain (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mavado
Mavado
Performer
Jay-A
Jay-A
Performer
Dexta Daps
Dexta Daps
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Brooks
David Brooks
Songwriter
Tarik Morris
Tarik Morris
Songwriter
Louis Grandison
Louis Grandison
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah-yeah Weh mi come from yuh affi have a gun pon yuh Every man bad an' waan prove wah dem can duh Wen di feds come anybody cyaan tell pon yuh And wen yuh dead is wen dey most money spend pon yuh Can't trust friend can't trust family tuh Caah dem wi gi yuh corn like a hominy tuh And mi granny teach mi dis from mi likkle Suh wen yuh mek it from weh yuh come from it's a miracle Wi a come from real bad life Some jeepas creepas life Weh di dawgs dem nuh sleep at night If yuh fuck around an' a real drive by Oh yeah Mi play mi part a yow ah dudus badness man a talk Long before some pussy could a talk Me keep a AK close tuh mi heart Killa's living a di wild we feed pon wild cart Yuh fi know where di badness start Fat boss a deh godfather fi New York In di game if yuh right hand anuh fren yuh chop it off Legendary to di craft Di world full of hate an de street nave no love, no love Cyaah left a ting deh weh mek shot a sing like chorus, chorus Everybadii ring guard mi still pray Mi si fren a kill fren an get famous No love, no love Gun inna pram police nuh search baby Browning fi a lease a Mercedes Set up yuh friend but that still nuh persuade me Nuh mek yuh battery ah a scare a church lady (Ohhh) Inna my skeem Hearse a work daily Marrow a fly high like a burst space ship Police a link wid parrot an' canary Dey government a de root di world crazy Streets is like carnage So savage it's so savage Wen yuh touch dey road yuh affi have a gun pon yuh Streets is like carnage it's so savage savage Have di bat an' dey duppy dem a run from yuh run from yuh At di age of 13 di streets tun mi tuh a monsta mi nuh jus bad Hard life bring pain mi a custom A deh belly a dey beast mi a bust from Dawgs eat dawgs Give us mental bruck dung Pure criminal, and di poorer class get pay minimal Politician drop replying so clinical Yet wen dem dead a state funeral Di world full of hate an de street nave no love, no love Cyaah left a ting deh weh mek shot a sing like chorus, chorus Everybadii ring guard mi still pray Mi si fren a kill fren an get famous No love, no love Weh mi come from yuh affi have a gun pon yuh Every man bad an' waan prove wah dem can duh Wen di feds come anybody cyaan tell pon yuh And wen yuh dead is wen dey most money spend pon yuh
Writer(s): Meredith Brooks, Taylor Rhodes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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