Action Pack - Marksman & Fong Slimo: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Marksman & Fong Slimo

Action Pack

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Modern Dancehall

Action Pack was released on October 8, 2025 by Modern People Production as a part of the album Action Pack - Single

Song Details

AlbumAction Pack - Single

Release DateOctober 8, 2025

LabelModern People Production

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Oswayne Clifton Marks

Oswayne Clifton Marks

Vocals

Matthew "Slimo Ent" Fong

Matthew "Slimo Ent" Fong

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Lloyd Raymone Burke

Lloyd Raymone Burke

Composer

Matthew Kirk Fong

Matthew Kirk Fong

Lyrics

Oswayne Clifton Marks

Oswayne Clifton Marks

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lloyd "MPP" Burke

Lloyd "MPP" Burke

Producer

Matthew "Slimo Ent" Fong

Matthew "Slimo Ent" Fong

Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, Westside

Bayside

Strangetown, New City

Ayy, big tree

Fif, twi, six, we say pray, hey

The badness come with a high

(Are you hear me, MPP?)

I wanna laugh with boy, yeah (grr, grr)

The one of dem a be 'em but me know that

Him a push the badness like straw, nah (straw)

That's why him a trip up every room, gang

Tutti belly and his lungs like a horse, nah

Pussy from me a di say, "Wa get dead", I make it do her, nah

Pussy on the chat, find me run the program

Boy head drop a gun like coconut

Four o'clock four o'clock, I got any weapon, but you feel me?

Tell 'em if dem run up everything, I'm dead

Tell 'em who's down 'cause I'm a **** then

Rifle shot a bunty like a cigarette

Feel you no evil, kill you dead

Only bad fi yuh gal and yuh little sister dem (sister dem)

No bother with the lippin' pon the internet, they ain't chattin'

Bring sword and everything can 'eck

Mount a rifle pon the four o'clock, slimmer dem

Calli shrika fi rifle shot, the mount a trick

The mount a Glocks, the mount a weapon

Mount a box, the mount a machine gun me lang

The mount a machine we have and unnuh machine fi go wash

This a link 459, pussy had it by five o'clock

And unnuh never go a ream, I fi feel all kind of bad

Fully action pack, feel okay full of shot

Got four five of this, four, wait, six of that

(Mm, mm, mm)

The one of dem a be 'em but me know that (me know that)

Dem a push it 'pon me, it's like stroller (stroller)

That's why me trip up off yuh chrome block (chrome block)

Tuck di belly high, long like Corsa

Pussy from yuh disseh, wag out dead and mek it do unnuh (woof)

Headshatter what di dome drop

Boy, head drop a gun like coke, not fork, like full mag

Yeah, yeah, feel me? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Me press it trigger precisely

Marksman, no gunsman, no evil like me

Shit, blood a flush, face must sting, not highly

Feel a di, "Biff, why yuh hiding?"

The scope a find him, bury it all in a minute

A pussy can't catch me, I swear me head pon front, me never look

I took di six and never cash pot, got inna this trap

Boss dem made an bun, me ganja me higher pon dem (slammat)

Tell 'em if dem run up everything, I'm dead

Tell me which darka that me **** dem

Rifles at a bunkin' like a cigarette

Feel unnuh evil 'til you're dead

Only bad fi yuh gyal and yuh little sister dem

That's why, yeah, me trip up every crime, gyal

I thought di belly hangin' long like one star

Pussy from me di cell, wah go dead and mek it do unnuh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Headshatter when it one drop

Written by: Lloyd Raymone Burke, Matthew Kirk Fong, Oswayne Clifton Marks

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