Screamer - Pinch, Riko Dan

Rise up, mi ah di screamer

Dem know mi ah go send fi di eater

Mi rinse off mi gun right in front of Peter

True, mi ah di farrda, see me as a teacher

See me getting dark, I be cold like a freezer

Man wanna ask inna bloodclart feature

Mi bad like killer

Bun an informer, gun ah go squealer

Tell me who’s harder, tell me who’s realer

Boy, see mi larma?

That’s a skin peeler

And you are pussy like red hot

Pussy ah go bloodclart dead

Mi no care if you par with

Becuh mi badder than everyting in ya

Pussyholes can’t tek man fi idiot

You nuh see that?

Pussyhole, you can’t tek man fi idiot

Stop screaming

My yout, I’ll make the shots start streaming

Inna the war pot, fam, I put the beef in

Inna your bloodclart face, I put my feet in

Still getting better, couldn’t say that I was peaking

Nigga, I’m a boss ting, standing like a meek ting

I’mma bring the heat in

Lick it off, fam, I’mma beating

Leave a nigga breathing, fucked up, wheezing

Till you on the floor with your headtop leaking

Face all bruised up, throat cut, bleeding

Attila list, to me, that’s all pleasing

I’m seething

Too many idiot MCs tweeting

Half of these pussyholes don’t know the meaning

Half of these pussyholes don’t know the real ting

Yeah, that’s why I’m seething

Original badboy business

If dem ever try test my sound

Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown

Run out of dance, get run out of town

Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown

If dem ever try test my sound

Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown

Run out of dance, get run out of town

Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown

If dem ever try test my sound

Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown

Run out of dance, get run out of town

Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown

If dem ever try test my sound

Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown

Run out of dance, get run out of town

Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown

No frills, no airs, no graces

But I put copper inna soundboys' faces

Anytime, bare different places

Playing hard but I’m seeing that you fake it

No frills, no airs, no graces

But I put copper inna soundboys' faces

Anytime, bare different places

You playing hard but I’m feeling that you fake it

Man are hardback, could never break it

In a dance, man see me and hate it

Cause I go hard when I spit and I’m amazing

I start fires with the bars, I’m blazing

You can ask Ibi or Marc or Brazen

I get dark with the bars, no gazing

Old school nigga like a dancing

Original badboy business

Man like Pinch inna di place again

Riko Dan di London City Warlord inna di place again

Yes Pinch, badboy ting