Snow: Bad men

Ninjaman around again problem Ninjaman around again problem Let me ask you one thing boy Seems to me no matter why kill Let them pretend it's bad boy And in the meantime he's all right Now when they put him in a cell he's the bad boy Ninjaman And them licence fi kill boy And anything that he's gonna do tonight They say man you better run you're a wise man CHORUS Bad men got no law Bad men got no stop Bad men go nah no sittin' With reporter ??? Bad men gonna sting Bad men gonna see it all You never see bad men Gun lay down please And they are wiser Let me tell you boy you never come back home But to kill don't tell them, he got no tell Al Capone or Sylvester Stallone Kill them all and come back alone I'll pretend I'm brown or negro Shut out the pain and CHORUS Let me tell you now Hold me, like you would a M-16 Put your finger pon de trigger Murder de nigger then ninja damn right And you know me when you murder Where the mutha are badder Man as long as I'm barman His life will be end ??? CHORUS Well the place shut down Man me a that one and the boy gets stabbed Man a me and that one And the two i didn't murder me say me a that one ?? shot in the foot me say me no that one Me a shoot and miss that's why them come place some will end up in a barrell then ??? space out of the lion's den they will curse an' yes sir Daddy me Snow me I fi quench your thirst with a bullet in the mouth and then them rub shoulder watch how the boy ?? run up and roll bad boy straight out around ??????? they must them know them look in a de eye of one barrell them a say Daddy Snow has no So many people want fi see I Stop pulling at the trigger So many people want fi see I Stop pulling at the trigger But me can't stop... Now this is the one dem fi call Daddy Snow Now in in a in in a dance a me say dance down low Well Daddy bad bwoy and man called snow dance down low They say so many people want fi see I Stop pulling at the trigger So many people want fi see I Stop pulling at the trigger CHORUS Let me tell ya know shoot the boy, me I shoot and miss Yes sir Daddy Snow, yeah me boy dismissed Roam up in ya dance yes me did quick Pull out me gun it's there 'pon me hip When me dem a shoot up, boy dem get flatter Put 'em in a ??? boy make that, so 18 19 21 10 Niggaz seen a gun, yah no see that again Glance in the gun, no talk at all Mother they thought that their baby in a hole Wicked impression me bad for the skin Murder that nigga then go dance in Berlin Oh man me are there, them there go dancing Here Ninjaman on the microphone boy CHORUS It is the dying time...