Soundboy Killa

[Intro]
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[Pre-Verse]
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Same mic, new  stage

[Verse 1]
I and I was born to rage
And there might be another dead boy pon page
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  These copy cats come to steal me cup,
dem ain't real enough
Another big tune, wheel it up
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  Sonny Dread number one champion
Cause you know I breaks it down in a style & fashion
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  So keep it moshin' cause I'm coming for your neck
And every mon hit the deck when you hear me sound check

[Pre-Chorus]
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  Y'all got what you want,
now there's no one to blame
Y'all better act like you know I'm sick and tired of
playin'
Y'all know the name
I'ma put it on a bullet and put it in your brain

[Chorus]
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DJ Selecta, soundboy killa
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I'm fully loaded on this microphone
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  One shot to the dome
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I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown
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DJ  Selecta, soundboy killa
I'm fully loaded on this microphone
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[Verse 2]
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  Bang bang
I see the sound ricochet
From the front to the back
And silence their brain waves
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No more originals,
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everybody's selling out
The disco panicked and batty boy start falling out
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Some of demma ask askl,
where me get it from
My heart beats to the drop of the bass and kick drum
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It's a red rum outcome slammin' on the dance floor
We give you what you need,
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not what everybody asked for

[Pre-Chorus]
Y'all got what you want,
now there's no one to blame
Y'all better act like you know I'm sick and tired of
playin'
Y'all know the name
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I'ma put it on a bullet and put it in your brain

[Chorus]
DJ Selecta,
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soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this micro
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  phone
One shot to the dome
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I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get  blown D
J Selecta, soundboy killa
I'm fully loaded on this microphone
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[Bridge]
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A lot of soundboy ya get murdered tonight
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A lot of rude boy dem come just to fight
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Hey Mr.   DJ, it's getting hotter
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And this here dance hall is under fire

[Verse 3]
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Somebody ring the alarm because the sound is dyin'
Kill the alarm because the sound is dead
And when I was a youth me used to reason with the dready
He knew that I was ready
So this is what he said
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"Me a rude and me do rude boy tings
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And one of these days you'll know exactly what I mean
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So gwan,
take dis mic and lick shots upon deh scene
Don't forget natty dread give 'em agony,
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agony"
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So I was raised in a dub resurrection One love connection
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Whole new dimen
sion
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Y'all know me, a don dada in this game
I do what I do so you remember the name
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I just put it on a bullet and put it through your brain

[Chorus]
DJ Selecta,
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soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this micro
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  phone
One shot to the dome
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I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get  blown D
J Selecta, soundboy killa
I'm fully loaded on this microphone
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[Outro]
DJ Selecta,
                                             Bb
soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this micro
Cm
  phone
One shot to the dome
                                             Bb       Cm
I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get  blown D
J Selecta, soundboy killa
I'm fully loaded on this microphone
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