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License To Kill Lyrics - Singles - Mc Zulu

Signal the murderation... Devastation across every nation... 

You done know these are the vibes for the modern age 

 

Johnny got a six gun (kick drum), Straight shooting auto-load 

Ammunition infinite, Can you feel the power now? 

 

One-man syndicate, duplicate that episode 

Johnny and him six gun, terrorize dem out a road 

 

Let it be known all of the massive around will never be safe, no matter whe dem a say 

Coulda be microphone or AK. 

 

Me get that riddim and kill it now. Murda that one deh me feel it now. 

Listen the lyrics and follow the musical murder rate 

 

You better be sure about it before you test the bad man 

Me leggo the 'matic and put a stop to all of your wicked intentions 

 

I've got the Queen on the telephone, telling me Johnny The Outlaw gotta be found, 

She's signing the order, giving me my own 

License To Kill 

 

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Johnny got the big guns, Dressed up in a uniform 

GOD is in your corner now, telling you you can do no wrong 

 

Mercenary Shades Of Green, Looking for their Pot Of Gold 

Johnny and the big guns, Brutalize dem out a road 

 

Living a life under the threat of the gun could never be fun, Heroes and Outlaws 

They all shoot down the next one 

 

No matter what them a tell you now, Me Life Of The Party for real, you know? 

Still me no like when dem commit the murder, call this a vacation 

 

The harder the times the more they want to get to the heart of the matter, they follow the crimes 

You get fatter, the rest of them dying... things a rest 'pon me mind... 

 

Seems them have a design 

The best of the traps they keep the rats alive, inna the maze. Live out your life in a cage 

Slave for all of your days. 

 

ZULU me get the lawyer, you know seh me beat the court case 

Calling me Teflon [Don]? Take that camera out of my face 

 

Gimme release 'pon the streets, within a week, me have to deal, with crooked police, dem bother my peace, 

because me defeat the rat race 

 

No matter whe dem a go try fi run this is the norm, Wanna be sheltered from the storm? 

Keep your hustling underground! 

 

Just because you're writing a verse, you're tricking off all the game? You're worse than all of the damn informer dem 

All of them 

 

Walk the street wanna redeem your broken reputation. Authorities dem no prosper from my musical murderation 

We're looking forward not looking back. Wanna be saved? Signal The Plane / Ring The Alarm 

General launch the attack 

 

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