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| Murder Inna Dancehall is a website that exposes the violent and disrespectful lyrics conveyed in dancehall music towards the gay and lesbian community. Although you might find it difficult to understand the lyrics which are written in Jamaican patois (batty man, chi chi man, funny man, fassy, faggot), they are all, nonetheless, pejorative appellations for gays. |
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| Run Out Pon Dem – Sizzla Intro: Fire! I just smoke, and just gone test it 1, 2, 3 Motha fuckas dem so interested in some fuckin gun spree Boom law!!! Chorus: Ah some big long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Pure long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Verse 1: Fuckas you mean nutting to me Dont tink your words sumting to me You storin up di anger thats up into me Kill dem fuckas, nutting to see Your exhortin your stinkin dutty self Go and bathe your dutty mucky self Go! Erase your ugly self Go fuck a girl and stop fuck yourself Bridge: Pure long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out Form as one YEA! Pussy like Firin bullets like Fuckas dont know what were lookin like Yea. Dem fuckas movin like Dem like dem losin like Dem fools confusin like Dem blasted gun gonna make dem lose dem life, RIIIIGHT! Chorus: Ah some big long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Big long machine run out pon dem Extra magazine ah dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out Verse 2: Damn! When you see me wit my gun Damn. You dont know me You never see me, damn you never hear me I wasnt here, just beware of me If you sell me out, dont come near me Im a good person, dont you fear me Im righteous, just be gleary Ha! Yo, dont tink me some fuckin story on a fairy Chorus: Big long machine run out pon dem Extra magazine ah dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Pure long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Verse1 Fuckas you mean nutting to me Dont tink your words sumting to me You storin up di anger thats up into me Kill dem fuckas, nutting to see Your exhortin your stinkin dutty self Go and bathe your dutty mucky self Go! Erase your ugly self Go fuck a girl and stop fuck yourself Bridge Pure long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out Form as one YEA! Pussy like Firin bullets like Fuckas dont know what were lookin like Yea. Dem fuckas movin like Dem like dem losin like Dem fools confusin like Dem blasted gun gonna make dem lose dem life, RIIIIGHT! Chorus Big long machine run out pon dem Extra magazine ah dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Pure long gun ah run out pon dem Extra loaded par dun out pon dem War dem from night till sun out pon dem Gangsta, Guerillas come out pon dem Verse2 Damn! When you see me wit my gun Damn. You dont know me You never see me, damn you never hear me I wasnt here, just beware of me If you sell me out, dont come near me Im a good person, dont you fear me Im righteous, just be gleary Ha! Yo, dont tink me some fuckin story on a fairy |
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| . . . . NOTE: these lyrics were found on the internet. They might differ from the song. . . (back to website) |
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