Run Songtext
von Flowdan

They should know real from fake
Shoot to kill a man or shoot to piss
On a guy dissing business
Take my advice
Rah, rah, rah, rah

They call me the father
Wickedest thing from East London, couple shades darker
Lyrically burn a boy′s skin on microphone stand, it ain't no drama
Used to burn a little boy′s spliff but now I'm proper ganja farmer
Them man haffi bun, please uh come run, tell me wah gwan
Everything blessed, everything cool
Man haffi go rise up the tall up tool
Give me one second and I'm all boy brains and squeeze off your tool
Wah gwan fi dem MC fools
I don′t wanna see another MC fall
Two tears in a bucket, fuck it
I′m gonna make an MC blood pool


They should know real from fake
Shoot to kill a man or shoot to piss
On a guy dissing business
Take my advice
Rah, rah, rah, rah

They call me the danger
Blowing up a microphone isn't minor, you know it ain′t no major
Who's that pon the mics and never wonder? I′m just like a stranger
Wah me love what me no love fuck, be on your best behaviour
Nuff of them wanna diss me
True the girls wanna kiss me
Try to shoot and miss me
Gunshot when I turn a man to spiffy
In less than a sixty
Said man, "my yout, what you rep man, serious rep man?"
D knowledge and history
Bad man nuh fire frisbee
When war it get windy
They couldn't keep up with me
I make waves fly to the West Indies


They should know real from fake
Shoot to kill a man or shoot to piss
On a guy dissing business
Take my advice
Rah, rah, rah, rah

Run, hide, seek and find cover
Metal lip skin, these shots ain′t rubber
Make a boy know I got the blue pink tan
Not original sans, I'm original dan
Flow father when the Gaza
In a boy face and span
Make no mistake, I'm the big flow dan
MC forget, show me which one

One more life gone
So know wah gwan