Exhale - Last Japan, Killa P

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Dem cyaan diss me, dem cyaan deny me me friend

Shell down di whole place like Kiss FM

One ting Killaman me nuh beg friend

None ah dem cyaan diss me army dem

Unnu know say me badder than dem

Any bwoy diss me, ah he ah hol' a long leng

Inna dem face, duppy dem again

So me duppied the duppy and left the duppy pon dem

One ting what me grandmother tell me 'bout friend

We nuh trust dem, we nuh trust, we nuh trust friend

Kill off dem one and ah gwan like dem love dem

I’ll put them on News at Ten

Trevor McDonald nuh work there again

Me nuh care which one of dem bredda dem have leng

Yeah

'Nuff ah dem nuh real, di whole ah dem ah lie

Music is my mission, di limit is di sky

We should be loving one another, ne nuh wan' no man fi die

Music takes me higher, why can’t I be high?

'Nuff ah dem nuh real, di whole ah dem ah lie

Music is my mission, di limit is di sky

We should be loving one another, ne nuh wan' no man fi die

Music takes me higher, why can’t I be high?

Me tell you seh me cyaan be higher, no, dargy

Man really wan' shoot up me party

Dem seh dem wan' kill me uncle and auntie

Me never know dem bwoy cyaan walk past me

If a bwoy ever diss Killaman, come on, now

You ah go see Killaman inna di khaki

I tell dem you cyaan tek weh me car key

But me will stab up your face with me car key

Hold on, don’t mek me tell dem 'bout Japan

You never know 'bout me darg named Last

Cuh if a boy disrespect Japan

You better know seh dem boy get lost

Me put one inna your face like glass

Petrol over dem, bun dem fast

Nuh bwoy cyaan diss me, dem know man ah boss

Fi diss di Killa, you know how much that cost?

Likkle man, it might cost you your life

Don’t diss me, I might roll out tonight

None of my dargs gonna stand up and fight

Stab in the day, shoot in the night, no joke ting

Man better know what I’m scoping

Headtop gone, open

Left him like a D cat

If it’s dead bodies, the Killaman needs that

You get shot inna your face, shot inna your kneecap

None of Killa’z Army ah no eediat

You cyaan diss Killa P, on ah me dat

Can’t diss Last Japan, you ah eediat, but hear wah

Shot, shot, shot nonstop again

Bwoy disrespect, di place get lock again

Never know Killaman ah roll out di Glock again

Ready fi stop every one ah dem

You need to stack that cheddar

Yep, you need to keep on stacking

And if you’ve got a bredda that likes to run up his mout

Then he’s in beef, then back him

There’s no more chatting

Mandem fi know, no acting

We’re out here, it’s a real life movie

And if a bwoy ever diss Last Japan or Killaman

I’ll mek your brain look like a smoothie