Headshot Season Remix

Lyrics

[Intro: Rival] Dem nuh know wah gwan outchea Wamp to dem bwoy? Preditah Dun know [Chorus: Rival] Headshot season, dun know Headshot season, headshot season Headshot season, d-d-dun know Headshot season, dun know Headshot sea-, d-d-dun know Headshot season, headshot season Headshot season, dun know [Verse 1: Roachee] I'll leave his head, shoulders and knees with holes Headshot season, everybody goes (ha ha ha ha ha) Knock knock, is anybody home? Nope, head gone from ages ago (ha ha ha ha ha) Blazing the chrome made him a ghost That's why you see man blazing the crow (ha ha ha) Rain, sleet, sun, snow When it's headshot season, we aim for the dome (ha ha ha ha) Please stay away from the road Not a safe place, stay away from the Roach Metal in my hand when I'm chasing a bloke Feds tryna make their way through the smoke If I ain't getting paid for the show Back out the ting until the wages are shown Sounds kind of crazy, I know One or two ladies are blazing the crow [Verse 2: Rival] Headshot season is live in effect Causing casaulties, casually, mind how your step (so?) You can have ratchets to chest and get left effed 'Cause we aim right for the head (yo) I need to go church and be saved Cuh the rage I contain can merk any breh You don't know headshot season? Well You gon' learn today 'Cause I'm an animal, cannibal, remove headtops (Hannibal) Man think they're on the ball, cool 'Til I Pro Evo circle tackle you When I'm on the mic, dun know what I get into Got a killer instinct so man are calling me Cinder I'll leave no sheep breathing when it's headshot, headshot [Verse 3: Ego] Full-blown violence Won't stop 'til them man hear sirens One phone call get 'em touched on sight Me, I don't laugh or joke, I blast on go 'Til a man's soul's reaching sky (bang) Can't see no fear when I'm 'ere With the blade I'll tear anyone who's trying with me Real Gs here, can't see any chiefs See around shops bare crooks and thiefs Who'll smash your jaw and grab for the Ps Hungry, had a little time from grime Back with a bang, I'm so FT Danger any time you see me I'll spin any ras MC I'm real to the south west son, I'm greaze Me, I get dat dough like RSGs [Verse 4: Discarda] Break man down like a box of food Lace man up, break man's nose But I don't know b-b-b-b-boxer moves I heard you keep chatting shit I heard, keep running it Think you're all it? Dug yourself a early grave Now I'm onto you Apeshit records, keep going apeshit Everyone's like "what's wrong with you?" Fifteen man carrying blades Fifteen man on a rampage Fifteen man now onto you I heard you got couple box I heard, got a little watch Might tell [?] Them lot are onto moves They'll be onto yous Now that'll be long for yous [Verse 5: D Power] Yeah, headshot season And I'm dying to bang my ting So I beg a likkle pussyhole give man a reason I'll start raining like winter season I load up, then I dump out Act up and get your face punch out Anytime I'm with Jammer or Boy Better Know Boy better know it's a bunch out It's that season, so it's headshots Or torso, but no leg shots And your girl likes to call me Fred Cuh when I come around, rudeboy, her bed rocks Don't make me start dumping So many MCs talk that talk Eveybody knows that them man are fronting We don't believe you, cuz, stop stunting [Verse 6: Big Narstie] Stupid, ugly and dark I'm not a tin man, fam, I've got heart Woof, woof, woof, round here, there's a duck No gas when I'm biting the bark Two guns up, are you scared of the dark? When it's done, fam, they leap like frog (barks) That's the sound of the bark (barks) That's the sound of the bark I don't wanna hear shit (leng!) Run up on your set and I tear shit (leng!) Dun know, I'm fully on bursting (leng!) My shit's better than their shit (leng!) Run up on your set like officer (leng!) It's a next ting, fucking death shit (leng!) I'm a boss, man salute me [?] [Verse 7: Merky ACE] Yo It's a normal headshot Drag a man straight out of his own dreadlocks Cut through it and screech off when the feds stop I dare man, try put me in a headlock Get shanked up in your side, get a red top Said you got a shotty but you ain't seen red tops Sawn off what? Get a sawn off head top Headshot normal, normal headshot It's headshot season Jump on a bike and ride to your region Let off the llama, cause bare drama And go to a show with MI on the weekend I don't know why they're speaking Like say FT ain't the reason Why they put gaps in their bars I'll take head off shoulders [Verse 8: Killa P] Rival and Killaman step out inna black Rival said it's a headshot season And think say there's no way I'm turning back Devilman dead and him can't come back [?] know dead people can't chat How the fuck you gonna leave your fans like that? I would never ever run and leave my fans like that If I were you, I woulda rolled with a MAC From Skepta killed Devil, Devilman dem dead out Me left him with him headtop a hang out From Birmingham, [?] send out You inform pon people, that's why you a sellout My gun dem nuh borrow nah lend out Bare badman dem deh 'bout And from an informer, my headback cyaan shell out Mi deh 'bout Anywhere di shotta dem deh 'bout [Verse 9: Tre Mission] No, no, no Can't run when I'm coming This heat here can't come from my oven No, I've never been close to my own mortality That's OK, where I come from, it's nuttin' Got six in the clip, plus one for my cousin I wanna see his face when he thinks he's safe And I catch him at home on his Tumblr and plug him Bet he won't say that shit when I buck him I bet he won't say that shit when I see him It could be noon or six in the PM You could be black, you could be European Bullets don't come with a name, don't say one I've got a new toy, it's a 'no, don't play' one Moi-même on a [?] one That's French, but the polo ain't one You'll see the flash but the photos ain't done [Chorus: Rival] Dun know Headshot season, headshot season Headshot season, d-d-dun know Headshot season, dun know Headshot sea-, d-d-dun know Headshot season, headshot season Headshot season, dun know