Throw Me Corn - Demarco

Tell a bwoy mi bad when mi deh yard an foreign

Dem only feel bad when dem a sing

Haha a no stone wi a fling

Throw mi corn mi never call no fowl

Mi never call no fowl

But if a pussy waan war him can get everything wa the lama hold

But how some likkle bwoy fi war yo

Tell dem anything a bwoy waan do

Dem claim dem a go rise up a bag a strap

Wi have a bag a gun too

Bun up finger tell a pussy hole seh

Gun shot fi gun shot wi naw take chat

Nun a my friend dem naw dead back

Bright light take dem edge a ment fi funeral box

Whole a dem a pussy dem bwoy deh a sops

Organization meck some bwoy get scraps

Mi a one DJ no pay bad man tax

Shoot out bwoy eye fi a wear contacts

A wa happen to some little rug rats

One man mi fear that a the creator

Yeh do wa yuh fi do bwoy wa yuh a wait fa

Gi dem the whole book wa mi a go page fa

Seh dem bad yah so mi bad inna every area

Funeral when mi rise up the alligator

Bwoy face make news make every paper

Bullet hole full up face like any grater

Send bwoy go back a the maker

Him just a yip, him just a yap

Him just a chat out a face

Bullet sharp like sword it wi chap out yo face

Make sure the red dot, dot out yo face

9X 19 meck tripe drop out a waste

None a dem no bad look how dem crushu

Bullet fold up bwoy like dog ears paw school book

Yeh make sure the pussy face get a new look

Bun up finger bun skull till it cook