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Dead Lyrics by Riko Dan

Lord of The Mic Battle Arena Vol. 1

2004

[Intro: Riko]
Ayo
Me hear 'nuff bwoy run up and down with their chat
But dem nah chat no sense
Seen?
More time you haffi sit down and just listen lyrics, rudeboy
So ya hear me?
Yo
Yo, big up the Aftershock camp, seen?
Big up Terror Danjah
Big up Hyper
Big up man like Triple
Big up Envy
Yo
You haffi listen proper, rudeboy
Yeah

[Verse 1: Riko]
The lyrics that I spit are all one away
Mek a bwoy run away, gunplay, come and play
Meet me anyday, you're a prick anyway
Lyrics that I spit, I'm killing any ting in any way
And you know I'm the farda
'Cah me nah [?] with no old-school drama
When you're lyrically weak and you're lyrically marga
Lyrically bleak, lyrically you're a starter
So how you wanna come diss the master?
I'm lyrically master blastеr of disaster
I'll kill a boy now, right now, not after
Chat real lifе, me nuh chat like no pastor
Spit bars for a sixteen straight after
Your crew and your farda, your boo and your daughter
Ask yourself, blood, what you wan' war for?
You're not a big mic man, you're a fraudster

[Chorus: Riko]
All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!
Dead! All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!

[Verse 2: Shizzle]
Draw for the duster, swing that fast
Suttin' that I spray, eyes blinded fast
Troublesome n****s get slapped up fast (alright)
Backhand fix up a big dopey fass (pussy)
'Cah you don't wanna fuck about with me
Ten man blacked-out in the cars with me
Ready to fix a boy who try diss me (fassyhole)
If you're a gangster, blood, come fist me
Yo, let me tell you wah gwan
Guard your headback when you step pon di lawn
Man get kidnapped, cremated in a barn
Cool off the hype, chill out and stay calm
'Cah you'll never, ever come pon mi corner
Get sprayed at, me nah care 'bout armour
Vaporised in a minute, you're a goner
Told 'em before seh mi bun an informer

[Chorus: Riko]
All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!
Dead! All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!

[Verse 3: Flirta D]
Just 'cause I'm called Flirta D, please don't get it twisted
I'll put two in your ras'
Slew your hamstrings, slew your calves
Slew your back and I'ma slew your arms
Blood and more, all over your garms
And you can get murked all over the dance
Get to the work, jerk all over the dance
If you want work, I've got that in a race
All over the set
And I can't believe it was over a sket
But you can get a (ching) all over your neck
And you can get your brain splashed over the dashboard
(Yeah) All over the place
And you will see me all over the place
And you can get suttin' all over your face
End up in Casualty with a neck brace

[Chorus: Riko]
All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!
Dead! All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!

[Verse 4: Hyper]
Yo, my flow is immaculate, your flow is inaccurate
Anybody put in my way, yep, I'm attacking it
My flow is superior, yours is inferior
You're not scary, rudeboy, I'm scarier
I'm back, sixteens, I'll release 'em at a terrible pace
I'm spitting bars that will tear your face
I'm a different type of brudda and you can't get ahead of me
You don't wanna bring it with Hypes, I'm too deadly
I dribble on beats, I riddle on beats again
I fiddle with heats out on the streets again
This is my flow and it's not yours
I spit bars like I've got sixteen jaws
You could never, ever murk me, bro
I clap sixteens and put holes in your flow
Clap sixteens, never drop a weak verse
I kill an MC quick, put him in a hearse

[Chorus: Riko]
All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!
Dead! All soundbwoy dem fi dead
Dead! Fake mic man, dem fi dead
Dead! Wan' test me? You ah go dead
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!

[Outro: Riko]
Dead! Dead!
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!
Dead! Dead!
Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!
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About “Dead” by Riko Dan

Read the complete lyrics to "Dead" by Riko Dan from the album "Lord of The Mic Battle Arena Vol. 1" in 2004. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Grime, Rap.

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"Dead" appears on "Lord of The Mic Battle Arena Vol. 1" in 2004.

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