Real Bad Man Songtext
von Vybz Kartel

Yo, mind mi slap one inna yuh face
Wha′ do yuh?
Me no tek intimidation
Cah from mi a likkle bwoy me nuh fear man
And, mi will mek yuh live up a di station

Bombohole
Go bad up yuh madda
Feel seh yuh bad step pon mi Bank Robber
Who boots yuh fi try diss di don dada
You're bright and you′re fiesty, yuh tink like grabba
Doe mek mi go a De La Vega, go link Vaga
When mi seh, "Ready", yuh cyaan seh yuh cyaan bother
Di chatty chatty business mi lef' dat to Ragga
So mi rise up di ting dem weh longer than a ladder


Cah mi no inna chatin', no yappin′, no flippin′, no floppin'
Mi strappin′ fi clappin', mi lass dem fi choppin′
Mi trick him, mi trap him, di riffle dem whop him
Him run but dem drop him, him choking, him gappin'
People ah run out ′bout, "What happen? What happen?"
Dem run back inside when more shots start attackin'
Di K long like wicket and when dat start battin'
Dem ah bawl, "Jesus Christ, Holy Ghost could not block him" (awoh)

Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend (mhm)
And mi no bad alone pon di weekend
Seh dem a shotta but dem gyal a beat dem
Ah wha′ do dem?
Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend
From inna di beginning ′til di world end
Some bwoy only bad in front ah dem girlfriend

But mi nuh soft like cherry
Dis a nuh cartoon, ah no Tom, ah no Jerry
Mi gyal Sheba di criminal secretary
Mek di pin touch di wind, smaddy go a cemetery
Di pin me ah talk no inna no blackberry
Ah di firing pin weh inna di black Beretta
Bwoy dress up inna black fi bury
Diss me inna Christmas nothin' nah merry


Cah mi no inna chatin′, no yappin', no flippin′, no floppin'
Mi strappin′ fi clappin', mi lass dem fi choppin'
Mi trick him, mi trap him, di riffle dem whop him
Him run but dem drop him, him choking, him gappin′
People ah run out ′bout, "What happen? What happen?"
Dem run back inside when more shots start attackin'
Di K long like wicket and when dat start battin′
Dem ah bawl, "Jesus Christ, Holy Ghost could not block him" (awoh)

Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend (mhm)
And mi no bad alone pon di weekend
Seh dem a shotta but dem gyal a beat dem
Ah wha' do dem?
Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend
From inna di beginning ′til di world end
Some bwoy only bad in front ah dem girlfriend (awoh)

Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend (mhm)
And mi no bad alone pon di weekend
Seh dem a shotta but dem gyal a beat dem
Ah wha' do dem?
Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend
From inna di beginning ′til di world end
Some bwoy only bad in front ah dem girlfriend

Bombohole
Go bad up yuh madda
Feel seh yuh bad step pon mi Bank Robber
Who boots yuh fi try diss di don dada
You're bright and you're fiesty, yuh tink like grabba
Doe mek mi go a De La Vega, go link Vaga
When mi seh, "Ready", yuh cyaan seh yuh cyaan bother
Di chatty chatty business mi lef′ dat to Ragga
So mi rise up di ting dem weh longer than a ladder

Cah mi no inna chatin′, no yappin', no flippin′, no floppin'
Mi strappin′ fi clappin', mi lass dem fi choppin′
Mi trick him, mi trap him, di riffle dem whop him
Him run but dem drop him, him choking, him gappin'
People ah run out 'bout, "What happen? What happen?"
Dem run back inside when more shots start attackin′
Di K long like wicket and when dat start battin′
Dem ah bawl, "Jesus Christ, Holy Ghost could not block him" (awoh)

Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend (mhm)
And mi nuh bad alone pon di weekend
Seh dem a shotta but dem gyal a beat dem
Ah wha' do dem?
Mmm, mi a real badman
Mi ah tell di pussy dem again mi no pretend
From inna di beginning ′til di world end
Some bwoy only bad in front ah dem girlfriend