Make It Bun Dem

[Intro: G-Rhyme General] Dead dem, do it like this See them in the night time prowlin' Runnin' like a wolf in the full moon howlin' Rollin the pot, no dogs, no growlin' Straight up attack a man, a man uh go Shaolin I never see them fall like fountain Only small, not tall like mountain Wanna see... fall like fountain P-p-punch your mouth in [Verse 1: G-Rhyme General] Kill 'em on the riddim and I kill 'em on a track And I kill it with a lyric and I roll like that And I said it before, steady been fall like that Smoke so much, eyes red glow like that Yo, I just flow right back Huh, I want slow like that Bring me out, gon' call right back It's Fireclath and the G-Rhyme What what what, brap brap with a bangin' G-Rhyme General, yeah, you can't hack it Can't hack it when I stagger on the track It's G-Rhyme Genеral seh wi do it from way-way back Back when, back then G-Rhymе General with my Black friend And the white friend and the Asian too Yea you know set what with the crew [Chorus: G-Rhyme General] Fireclath, Fireclath, yeah ah war Fireclath stay comin' for the war And they all said they will want more So G-Rhyme General bring more Yeah [Verse 2: G-Rhyme General] Shank in your side and I take out your liver I got bars to make your spine shiver You're a cracktop tickin' and you ain't no killer You're more inbred/in-bread than sandwich filler It's getting darker, it's getting dimmer This ain't no comedy, this is a thriller [?] your unborn Come in your house, finna rip out your face, then I'm Gone, gone in the blink of an eye I'll physically hurt these guys Then lyrically merk these guys They really think they're better than I No, 'cause I'm the Grime minister Get a girl, fuck a girl, then just finish her All this bad boy talk so sinister Want war, then I'll just diminish ya [Bridge: G-Rhyme General] 'cause da-da-da-dada, da-da-da-dada Da-da-da-dada dangerous Not many in the scene can step to the Fireclath Nuh, nuh, dangerous 'cause da-da-da-dada, da-da-da-dada Da-da-da-dada dangerous Not many in the team can step to the Fireclath What, they're dangerous [Chorus: G-Rhyme General] Fireclath, yeah ah war Fireclath stay comin' for the war And they all said they will want more So G-Rhyme General bring more Yeah Fireclath, Fireclath, yeah ah War Fireclath stay comin' for the war And they all said they will want more So G-Rhyme General bring more Yeah [Verse 3: Dumanoid] Lám, én vagyok az, a kávéautomata Hádész, underground a lángész, lapon agya Pai Mei Rugged poppa, rhyme mate, choppa brotha Nyálgép sayonara, bárszék lapogatja! Tápláléklánc, májk-rém, málészáj- Lágyrész ráng, háttér atom alap! Rap game játékáruház átruházva De ránk HTK-zták a tékával a rakétát! Avagy a Skilleket, amik illenek ide, billen a Csille, mikor az ihletem ige, dirr bele! Filléres filter zene, fityfene, figyi Lecsavarom a fejüket, akár a kupakot a Milleren! Tettetett teret nyert, de lett-e nett? Echte rettenet lény soroz! Megvethetik ezt, én meg a lábam, és csak nevetek ezeken Az embereken, a felekezetem új fénykort hoz! Trend betemet, elv nem akad lelni magad, ha fekszel, ám ha Megtekerem a trekkre, neked a vekker, amire kelsz fel! Hegymenet az egyvelegem, a legteteje van errefele, de Felfedezek így szerte helyeket, amíg edzek eleget ezzel! Kilométeresek ezek a sorok, ám millimétereken múlik a dolog A paraméterek a limitig, iramot aranyéremig a tövig én tolok Ha valami nem elég, adok én neked, a csomagom pokoli paradicsom, hol A karabély kerepel, über a kaliber, robot, a lírika parancsikonom! Üres a tank? Ugyan! Ügyes alap alám üzemanyag! Üteg a tongue, atom ütemadag, amin üget a tag Üzen agya: limit – üveg a fal, avagy ülep a nagy AKINEK A FÜLE CSATA TERE, NEM PONT ÜDE, LAZA! Süt-e a nap? Idő: Dűne tana, mibe fűszer avat! Tüzel a funk, űz el az a bűz, e szag, ha rügye tapad Aki bite-ol, fűbe harap, ünnep a nap, amikor egy Über akad, über akad, über akad, tű beragad! [Chorus: G-Rhyme General] War Fireclath stay comin' for the war And they all said they will want more So G-Rhyme General bring more Yeah Fireclath, Fireclath, yeah ah war Fireclath stay comin' for the war And they all said they will want more So G-Rhyme General bring more Yeah [Bridge: G-Rhyme General] Want war, then I'll just diminish ya 'cause da-da-da-dada, da-da-da-dada Da-da-da-dada dangerous Not many in the scene can step to the Fireclath Nuh, nuh, dangerous 'cause da-da-da-dada, da-da-da-dada Da-da-da-dada dangerous Not many in the team can step to the Fireclath What, they're dangerous [Verse 4: Ruffian Rugged] Dumanoid, two genna Well I got green, Bruce Banner New Banger Governor gonna be fuckin up mo´ wannabe bunny rabbit than Hugh Hefner Shredder Wu-Kicks Used to move bricks like I do Jenga Governor pickin a Mic inna Party go Lyrically gonna merkin a party A Dumanoid gonna go merkin anybody The Cold bars round mi like Elsa Pull up pon di man whe dem a gwaan like em a Shabba Rankin But di faker dem a sucker, dem a wockaflockin But nobody gonna fuckin wid the raggamuffin Hold up with the bag a chantin Hear me now man Hear me now man Killin em all Phenomenal Demigod son Demogorgon Kill a dibbydibby, mi nuh milli vanilli, mi nuh Vasili Kandinsky Anyway man a gi dem a tribute i ram Dem a the young-est veteran Look whe di man em a tinkin a buzz like damian gong Gimi the beat, gyal a galang Gimi the weed, paffin a bong Mac gonna ram, governor governor general Makata avatar aang tinkin a mekin a lyrical prodigal son Uno callin mi don, makin a dub Uno callin mi don, reservoir dog (mi) don wid the song, diggidiggidang No mac-11 nuh mi nuh chibber no jiggy But I go batter anyone cuz demon get up in di way a the mother earth Fi beat em ballistical, mi 9milli go effin em all cuz dem a mekin the dumb flow Sick a the bag a the fucka deh packin a mac inna back a the ac inna one Sick a the bag a the "bobbidi bobbidi" Sick a dem diggin, a mac a nuh dumbo Clath a gonna gi dem, Genna gonna gi dem, Duma gonna gi dem (em) talkin whe all of the jazz Go: makossa manu dibango Papa the king a the bongo now come in I kill dem a crowd man a Jaro [Outro: Ruffian Rugged] Dumanoid a comin and a raggamuffin come in And the crowd a gonna be stunnin Chopper they gonna be get up and (a) everybody runnin Crowd dem a gonna galango and di man dem a gonna be jumping Too much to proove, nuff a the speed, a nuh body gonna feel it pon the riddim when it gets deep (yaw) Dem nuh gonna believe in my flow? Mi come a dance and brain a go blow! (oh)