[Intro]
'Bout war inna di air
Your marrow gone far inna di air...

After me kuff up di Gully Side
You a beg friend a Portmore, jackass
Di first man stretch out him hand fi help you, da hand deh a chop off
Rifle binds inna your face, yuh dog head drop-off
Barber bwoy, when you see real badman, you fi lock off!
(Gaza me name)

[Chorus]
When di rifle shot dem start fi multiply
Only thing inna di air, a just yuh brain a fly
'Bout you a, "buss up di rifle dem"
How you so fucking lie?
A mussi clappas you a buss
You is a barber bwoy

[Verse 1]
Bumbohole!
Come a talk bout war inna air
(Kuff kwaff), bwoy marrow gone far inna air
Shell down him ends, and piss inna di gully, mek Blak Ryno put di car inna gear
50 caliber kickoff inna pair
Shot swell him up, turn di dawg inna bear
To di Gaza dem a nuh, nuh badman, dem a badman moviestar fi di year
Stop bad up yuhself
'Cause if you see me, you haffi take weh yuhself
Yuh dog face dent, when shot run inna yuh forehead and take wey yuh health
Mi glad seh you know you a go dead
Mek mi start it first, hold a shot inna yuh head
Yuh neck pop like thread
Steam a come offa him skin like hot butter bread
'Bout mi a fire old gun, and him a buss a brand new chopstick
Mi lick him down with a old spinners
Mek him new gun match him new casket
Mi get a shipment from Russia
Popcaan, full dem outta plastic
One a dem long like hand broom
29 longer than mopstick
Pimpin
[Chorus]
Rifle shot dem start fi multiply
Only thing inna di air, a just yuh brain a fly
'Bout you a, "buss up di rifle dem"
How you so fucking lie?
A mussi clappas you a buss
You is a barber bwoy

[Verse 2]
Hair stylist!
A kill, me kill people, while a trim, you trim people
When you ah fade, and a line, or shave, mi a roll out inna di tint vehicle
Gwan hype up unuh stinking self
True you a fuck Stephen
Notnice a di real badman producer
Addi a di real Lord Evil
Di bwoy invite me a party, like him waan me kill him inna di worse way
Like him waan mi fi set off di bomb inna di cake, when Bounty a sing happy birthday
Bwoy, mi nah go inna no Gully, better unuh link me a Street Vybz Thursday
Any funny move
Bwoy marrow fly 'way, weh go drop inna di bird way

[Chorus]
When di rifle shot dem start fi multiply
Only thing inna di air, a just yuh brain a fly
'Bout you a, "buss up di rifle dem"
How you so fucking lie?
A mussi clappas you a buss
You is a barber bwoy