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Limb By Limb Lyrics

"Limb By Limb" was written by Lane, Chris / Macgillivray, John Bruce / Thomas, Philip Antonio.
"Limb By Limb" was written by Lane, Chris / Macgillivray, John Bruce / Thomas, Philip Antonio.

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Ehh? Some don't want take it personal?
Unu talk bout don
Me 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
(Same ting dead)

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
(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

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 weed?
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)

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

See me, see me, see me
See di hit man ah come
See me, see me, see me
Said I just can dun

Concious lyrics way me come fi fling down
Lyrics out mi mouth just like a bullet from a gun
Any boy test me just fling that down
One a dem come me just shot dat down
This is Cutty Ranks lyrics a come out mi tongue

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

Duck a diddle dill, dill
Said a boy get kill
Duck a dill, dill
They come fi worry, Carrill?

Duck a diddle dill, dill
Sign on di will
Duck a diddle dill, dill
You get the pie chapel?

Songwriters
LANE, CHRIS / MACGILLIVRAY, JOHN BRUCE / THOMAS, PHILIP ANTONIO

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network

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