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The Bombing

Elephant Man

Reggae

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Elephant Man

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Cordel Burrell

Songwriter

Craig Parkes

Composer

O'Neil Bryan

Songwriter

Steve Henry

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Cordell "Scatta" Burell & Colin Levy for Kings of Kings

Cordell "Scatta" Burell & Colin Levy for Kings of Kings

Producer

Colin Levy

Producer

Cordel Burrell

Producer

Texty

Bring it!

We right here, Elephant ain't goin' anywhere

Shankle ma nankle, Bin Laden get trample

Alright, cool

Everybody 'fraid fi fly, true di bombin'

Bush nah trust nuh guy, true di bombin'

So many innocent die, true di bomin'

Look like a World War 3 'out fi happen

Nuh weed cya smuggle again, true di bombin'

Cya pass Custom wid a pen, true di bombin'

Everybody cry, "Famine", true di bombin'

Dead body start addin', weh yuh seh?

From it happen

Fuss man dem suspect 'pon di list a Bin Laden

Dis attack 'pon America cannot be forgotten

Glad seh mi neva deh a New York a shop'n

Sorry fi di firefighter dem weh dead inna Manhattan

Write it in Arabic, English and Latin

Anybody weh bruk di peace, bone ago rotten

Nuh trust wrap-head coolie inna silk and satin

Dem gooda try sup'm, capiche

Everybody 'fraid fi fly, true di bombin'

Bush nah trust nuh guy, true di bombin'

Visa a get deny, true di bomin'

Look like a World War 3 'out fi happen

Nuh weed cya smuggle again, true di bombin'

Cya pass Custom wid a pen, true di bombin'

People a cry, "Famine", true di bombin'

Look like a World War

Di situation upsettin'

Now, mi can see't clear, everybody frettin'

Look like a World War 3 dem mekin'

Di 11th a di ninth, di Twin Tower get wreckin'

Plane pop dung di settin'

But, we still jammin'

Dung a Jamaica yah, fun we still havin'

All a we dancehall dem keep on rammin'

Gyal a do hair, fingernail and shoppin'

Some a log it on, zip it up, collar poppin'

Who diss Blacka, Kiprich still a mop him

War still a bruk still unda him coffin

Music live on, champagne still poppin'

And gyal a get whoppin', capiche

Everybody 'fraid fi fly, true di bombin'

Bush nah trust nuh guy, true di bombin'

Visa a get deny, true di bomin'

Look like a World War 3 'out fi happen

Nuh weed cya smuggle again, true di bombin'

Cya pass Custom wid a pen, true di bombin'

Everybody cry, "Famine", true di bombin'

Look like a World War

From it happen

Fuss man dem suspect 'pon di list a Bin Laden

Dis attack 'pon America shall not be forgotten

Glad seh mi neva deh a New York a shop'n

Sorry fi di firefighter dem weh dead inna Manhattan

Write it in Arabic, English and Latin

Any ting bruk di peace, bone ago rotten

Yo, Kiprich, mi wah yuh pass mi di sup'm

Mek mi buss it 'til it, capiche, hah

Everybody 'fraid fi fly, true di bombin'

Bush nah trust nuh guy, true di bombin'

Artist a cry, "Famine", true di bomin'

Look like a World War 3 'out fi happen

Nuh Visa nah run again, true di bombin'

Cya pass Custom wid a pen, true di bombin'

Everybody cry, "Famine", true di bombin'

Look like a World War 3 'out fi happen

Toddler nuh trust nothing, from di bombin'

Kiprich nuh trust nothing, from di bombin'

Skatta nah watch nothing, from di bombin'

Comin' like a World War 3 'out fi happen (Capiche, hah)

Shankle ma nankle (Shizzle)

Evil doers get trample (Trample)

I've got to big up the almighty in my capankle

Shizzle ma nizzle, fa sheezy

I'm out of the music

Written by: Cordel Burrell, Craig Parkes, O'Neil Bryan, Steve Henry

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