Video Death To Microwave Microwave Pt 2 de Alkaline 2024 Reggae Lyrics

Alkaline - Death To Microwave Microwave Pt 2 Lyrics

Death To Microwave (Microwave Pt. 2)

(Popcaan's mother crying)

Yow, anything reach dem know seh it fall pan you,
All a di pain and then blame she a put it pan you.
Warn Dem Evil Man!

Him mother hol' her breast and guh dung pan her knee,
Bawl to di sky seh "Lord tek Him Please!"
Find Microwave dead inna cane piece,
Diss di wrong man and pick up couple brain piece

Mi nah send nobody fi lie dung a admission,
Kill everybody bumbo rassclaat opposition.
Glock 34, 50 Round ammunition,
A di first it a squeeze, a body gone mortician.
Bwoy freeze like seh him get a vision,
Same so him dead, eye open, fly a pitch on.
Gun man a buss a nuh fi normal civilian,
Weh dem a medz wrong if dem think a competition!

Yow Frass!
All wah gwan, just a likkle girl deh mi sorry fah,
she alone di pain!
Pussyhole run all yuh want,
but yuh cyah hide from yuh dutty ways!
People a St. Thomas to this day still a talk bout yuh likkle case,
Nah talk bout murda case.

Him mother hol' her breast and guh dung pan her knee,
Bawl to di sky seh "Lord tek Him Please!"
Find Mircowave dead inna cane piece,
Diss di wrong man and end up haffi pay fi it!

Yow Flowa!
Wheel out, everyting a squeeze out!!
30 Clip a fire, yuh duppy a leap out! (Oosh)
Yuh get a week, comin like yuh weak out,
Couldn't gi di people dem nuthin fi tweet...bout!
Dem a laughing stock, real joke.
Shot a fire rapid, Microwave a scream out.
Nah stop talk seh yuh freak out,
Any step yuh mek,
just know yuh head a leak out! (Oosh Oosh Oosh)

A just da likkle girl deh mi sorry fah,
she alone di pain!
Pussyhole run all yuh want,
but yuh cyah hide from yuh dutty ways!
People a St. Thomas to this day still a talk bout yuh likkle case,
Nah talk bout murda case.

Him mother hol' her breast and guh dung pan her knee,
Bawl to di sky seh "Lord tek Him Please!"
Find Microwave dead inna cane piece,
Diss di wrong man and end up haffi pay fi it!

(Popcaan's Mother Crying)

"They Can't Run!"
Mmmm
So we deal wit Trouble Maker, yuh zimme

"They can't Run!"
Likkle public mischief yuh know!
"Gunshot a Beeeeaaat"

"They Can't Run!"
Pussy mi gi yuh Permission fi use New Level Unlocked?
"They Can't Run!"
Pussy yuh dead
Vendetta seh Queng and Heng
"FaaiiiiiiLLL"
Weh dem a talk bout?
Yuh a bait!
Leggo mi style man!