Limb By Limb - Cutty Ranks

Written by：P. Thomas

Ehh some don't want take it personal

Unu talk about don

You think me come fi don

All me have fi do is send for the new gun

Anything test dead

Heh

Me just fly off nozzle head

Lord have mercy

Kill dem

Duck a diddle dill dill

Say a boy get kill

Duck a diddle dill dill

Yuh better sign on your will

Duck a diddle dill dill

A boy get kill

Duck a diddle dill dill

Lock up in de barrel

Same ting dead

Limb by limb we are gon cut dem down

Send fi the hacksaw take out de tongue

Limb by limb we are gon cut dem down

Send fi the hacksaw take out de tongue

When dem see me see me see me

See di hit man ah come

See me see me see me

Said me just can dun

Heh

See me see me see me

See di hit man ah come

See me see me see me

Said me just can dun

Heh

Dem want I dem want I

What a idiot

To come a dem funeral

Dem ting say dem ting say

A fool dat

Dem are the general

Dem want I dem want I

What a idiot

To come a dem funeral

Dem ting say dem ting say

Fool dat

Dem are the general

Nuff a dem a pose off

Like a dem run de world

Let me tell you something

See me come

Him turn ah girl

Nuff a dem a pose

Like a dem run de world

Let me tell you something

When me come

Him turn a girl

Me gun mi hug up and kiss

Sleep with at night

If a boy try a ting

Me shoot out him eyesight

You know I and I is dynamite

When me hold microphone I strictly truth or right

Limb by limb we are gon cut dem down

Send fi the hacksaw take out de tongue

Limb by limb we are gon cut dem down

Send fi the hacksaw take out de tongue

When dem see me see me see me

See di hit man ah come

Same ting dead

See me see me see me

Said me just can dun

See me see me me me

Say a hit man ah come

Same ting dead

See me see me me me

Said I just can dun

Dem want I dem want I

A fool dat

To come a dem funeral

Dem ting say dem ting say

What a idiot

Dem are the general

Dem want I dem want I

Fool dat

To come a dem funeral

Dem ting say dem ting say

What a idiot

Dem are the general

Pick ya coffin

And your burial spot

Tell no see I and I

Me coming down hot

Pick ya coffin

And your burial spot

Tell no see cutty ranks

A rule up the spot

Pick ya coffin

And ya burial spot

Tell no see I and I

Me coming down hot

Yuh see di gunshot

When dat fire it hot

All de informer dem

Dem fi step back

Yuh see the gunshot

When dat fire it hot

Tell dem I and I

Rule up the spot

Ya see de gunshot

When dat fire it hot

You must build a big house

Over dovecot

When blow us a doh **

And blow us pon top

Nuff pretty congle hitch up innna dat

Man me send ya down dere

So cool and relax

You take all de day in

When ya hitch up inna dat

Listen I and I pon the mic just a chat

Dem want I dem want I

Kill dem

Dey come a dem funeral

Dem ting say dem ting say

Ha kill dem

Dem are the general

Dem want I dem want I

Kill dem

To come a dem funeral

While dem no say

Dem no say

Kill dem

I man is the general

Hear me

Limb by limb we are gon cut dem down

Send fi the hacksaw

Take out the tongue

Same ting dead

Limb by limb we are gon cut dem down

Send fi the hacksaw

Take out the tongue

Same ting dead