Warning

by The Bug

From the album: London Zoo

Duration: 03:51

London Zoo cover art

Lyrics for Warning

Yo, listen here (Hahahaha) Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, warning, yo Warning, pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, one more time Pow-pow, warning Yo, dem boy get bun inna the Armageddon True the war can't done That's why me haffi walk with my gun Babylon boy haffi stand down when we come around You know they can't tell me from the clown Us man ah roll, yeah, we ah roll deep We nuh have no time to waste time pon street Boom, boom, get shot man ah haffi call me He's a man weh nuh work with MP We nuh like dem so dem nuh like me Big-ass skeleton want to get pon me That nah go work, that nah go happen Yeah, fuck that, that's a two words for me Gunshot, that a weh dem get quickly Come round the ends and try chat fuckery Yeah, me's a man ah move evil And bare gunshot be put in police vehicle Don't tell a guy about revolution Don't tell a guy about Armageddon Don't tell a guy about chatting fuckery Don't tell a guy they can't do that round me Don't tell a guy about balaclava Don't tell a guy about double locker Don't tell a guy about abattoir town Where we spin to beat to leave man in the ground Don't tell a guy about gloves and mask Don't tell a guy about presidential stance Don't tell a guy about holding a mix War going on, one inna leg, one inna arm Dem ting deh ah gwan But we don't tell a guy dem fi read two Psalms Don't tell a guy dem fi read dem Qur'an It's the big Flowdan, dem ting deh ah gwan Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, warning, warning Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, one more time Pow-pow, warning So just fuck off From the London Zoo But when I get big through, dem can't get through We get double lock up pon every car And we can't see no raps through, we sank avenue Deep regular and we roll on you Fi let him bad mind put a hold on you These guys are not serious, they're like Louis dudes Juice for the yellow man, they shower man Look, that's why dem can't test I and I Cash body, bank up till the day that I die Food, drink, money on the table And we're own label, dem man are pie Man are ghetto superstar, business owner Straight fast lane, forget the hard shoulder Deep roller, double deep roller Bun inna the Armageddon and then it's over Why do they wanna step to the mic? Bend both pon left and kill the beat pon the right Don't tell a guy dem boy ah go die Nuff of dem are police, nuff of dem are FBI But nuff of dem are spy, nuff of dem are lie No way out, even if you could fly I raise the leg high, bust that in the sky Boom, bye-bye, some big funny guy ah go die Man a long ting, no lie No more Mr Nice Guy, why? Because they come and thought man was a nice man So they come and take liberty with Flowdan Dem never know man was a smart man Couple grand, that makes you a dead man One phone call, we send for the hitman People die and no name, fuck off Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, warning, warning Pow-pow, sound it again Pow-pow, one more time Pow-pow, warning