Rawhill Crew feat. MC Navigator- Helpless Lyrics

Me say, Lord I’m helpless I cant sleep
I got corns on my foot and my foot feel weak
I come home this morning 10 past 3
My girlfriend up inna me ears, she just nagging me
I get well mad & I get crazy
No through I catch her inna me pocket a thief my money
Me just, go for me knife immediately
and start to gwaan like Jeffrey Dahmer from Millwaukee

Badman original, badman no fake
Burn a fire pon a fool if him love imitate
Thief the star pattern & a gwaan like you great
But a death when me buck the little punk face to face
Lord he’s helpless, the punk cant sleep
Fire we a burn under the informer feet
Just come from prison, get parole last week
Yet still a Rawhill a turn on the heatNow watch me stand up inna da dance
Watch the fassy dem a penny me
But me done know nuff a dem, dem a frenemy
X-amount a shotta line up beside me
Big gun pop off now you know where to find me
YEH, what a tragedy, big big calalmity
But still me family safe, like a group 4 security
Wifey love me, wish she coulda double me
So when me gone a road, she still could a cuddle me…

Watch how we tek it to the next level,
Where me know say nuff a da bwoy dem out there cant trouble.
Hit tune a road & we sit down pon couple
Try help you out, you insist you want struggle
Bruk up the whole a dem & leave a big pile of rubble
Now me have to leave you, mek you drop down inna da hole
No bother accuse me chattin about the Navi cold
A you, & you alone, have total control
So make sure you achieve you goals

Big argument, bruking out in a the morning
Big argument, thru me hurt all she feelings
Big argument & she naa feel me reasoning
Everything me try but she just not dealing
Well me couldn’t really vex,
Me couldn’t really screw
A liberty a tek, when a respect shoulda due
Well things a get sticky me say just like a glue
Police kick off me door, a me dem want to interview.

Dem a beg we fe stop it
After you start, now we a go finish
Me no give a damn, me response diminish
Instead a trouble we, gwaan go play with the traffic
Wanna be like we, but we know you have it
No profile like a fake, bust we things legit
When you hear the warning, bwoy you better watch it
So when me tell you this, do not forget it
Or else things could a end up tragic

Well a so the Rawhill have punk mad inna mind
Approach up front, we no come from behind
None of unu cant hide, any punk we a go find
So no bother ramp with any cru of mine.
Well, punks cant sleep dem think a dem time
Close dem eyelid, all them see is the sign
And all dem hear is the church bell a chime
Now you paying you debt to mankind, watch the ride Yo!

Badman original, badman no fake
Burn a fire pon a fool if him love imitate
Thief the star pattern & a gwaan like you great
But a death when me buck the little punk face to face
Lord he’s helpless, the punk cant sleep
Fire we a burn under the informer feet
Just come from prison, get parole last week
Yet still a Rawhill a turn on the heat

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