False Alarm Songtext
von Nitty Gritty

False alarm, talk about the sound doggin′ (Woah-oh)
False alarm, talk about the sound doggin' (Woah-oh)
Given out my warning, because my sound is coming (Woah-oh)
Given out my warning, because my sound is coming (Woah-oh)

Call the city morgue
A some boy dead and out to bury (Alright, y′all)
Call the city morgue
A some boy dead and out to bury (Go on, daggin')
Nuff sound boy, tell dem a sting
Pity dem no know we are go clip dem wing
Nuff sound boy, tell dem a shot
A connect di red wire pon di black dot
Why fi dem sound haffi feedback?
Livestock are livestock, deadstock are deadstock
I tell you nitty gritty, come fi hot up di spot
I tell you, dis ya sound are di cream of di crop


False alarm, talk about the sound doggin' (Woah-oh)
False alarm, talk about the sound doggin′ (Woah-oh)
Given out my warning, because my sound is coming (Woah-oh)
Given out my warning, because my sound is coming (Woah-oh)

False alarm, false alarm (Alright, y′all)
False alarm (Go on, daggin')
False alarm, about my sound is doggin′ (Woah-oh)
False alarm, about my sound is doggin' (Woah-oh)
Call the city morgue
A some boy dead and out to bury (Go on, y′all)
Call the city morgue
A some boy dead and out to bury (Go on, daggin')
You shouldn′t never trouble trouble
Trouble never trouble you (Alright, y'all)
You shouldn't never trouble trouble
Trouble never trouble you (No way)
Dead and bury, him haffi go to the cemetery (Go on, daggin′)
Ashes to ashes, and a dust to dust (Alright, dawg)
Ashes to ashes, and a dust to dust (Go on, y′all)
In a dis ya sound, I man put I trust (Go on, daggin')
Tell you nitty gritty, never bite the dust (No way)


So false alarm, talk about the sound doggin′ (Woah-oh)
False alarm, talk about the sound doggin' (Woah-oh)
Given out my warning, I say my sound is coming (Woah-oh)
Given out my warning, I say my sound is coming (Woah-oh)

Sharper than a razor, kill king K
Cut dem throat, dem will lay dem straight
Dem dead and gone, dem only left di berry (Go on, y′all)
Dead and gone, a some boy dead and gone (Go on, daggin')
Ashes to ashes, and a dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, and a dust to dust
Cheer up, di boy, we a drive up di earth
Make him live with di body and soul