LYRIC

Yeah

A.S.E.M

BOI!!!

Chorus

Them running away

Them running away

As bad man hear we

Them running away

Running away

Drop the bombshell and make them flee

Them running away

Them running away

As bad man hear we

Them running away

Running away

Drop the bombshell and make them flee

Verse 1

Asem: They say Great Minds Think Alike So When They Collide
Its Bound To Be A Deadly Collision.

Samini: Like Asem And Samini In This Deadly Fusion.

Asem: Jesus Christ Was A Bibini That’s My Religion.

Samini: We Cut Deep Save Your Brain From Malnutrition.

Asem: Hip Hop And Dancehall,Yo We Stand tall.

Samini:Keep It Hard Core Babylon We Conquer.

Asem: And When We Hit The Stage

Samini:Them Screaming Encore.

Asem: And When We Spit.

Samini: We Wake Them Up From The Slumber.

Asem: I’m On A Rock And I See Them Throwing Stones At Me

I’m Sitting On A Diamond I’m Never Gold Happy

And We On Solid Ground So We Never Roll Sloppy

See I’m A Big Dog, You Just A Slow Puppy.

Chorus

Them running away

Them running away

As bad man hear we

Them running away

Running away

Drop the bombshell and make them flee

Them running away

Them running away

As bad man hear we

Them running away

Running away

Drop the bombshell and make them flee

Verse 2

Samini: See, As We Spot Spot Them

Bring The Laser Through Make We Dot Dot Them

Cutlery Make We Knife And Fork Fork Them

Give Me The Taser Make I Just Shock Shock Them

Wickedi Wickedi Like A Criminal

Creeping Creeping Want Witness Me Funeral

But Them’A Juvenile

Me’A The General

Them’A Test Me And Me Draw Straight Fi Me Nine.

Asem: Blacka Blacka On A BloodClotter

You A Local Champion, See Man A Globe trotter

We On A Fast Pace, You Just A Slow Starter

You Make It Rain? Me I Make The Doe Scatter.

Chorus

Them running away

Them running away

As bad man hear we

Them running away

Running away

Drop the bombshell and make them flee

Them running away

Them running away

As bad man hear we

Them running away

Running away

Drop the bombshell and make them flee

Verse 3

Asem: Illuminati

Oh My Paddie

Asem And Samini We Like Niggas In Paris

So If I Took Your Girl Then Pardon Me I’m Sorry

She Said She Like My Swag That’s The End Of Story.

Samini: Give It To The Girl Them Everyday Cus You Know
Say Me And The Girl Them Cool Like That

Some Boy Can’t Take Oxygen When The Ras And The Girl Them Pull Up

With The Dollars And Pound And Euros

With A Couple White Girls From Europe

Just Come Down From Tour And Me Song The Girl Them Sing Up.

Asem: They Say Them Dey Want Some More

They Say They Never Get Fed Up

Killing The Beat For Sure

Leaving The Microphone Dead Up.

Samini: Where Me Rasta’s Them Dey

Bring The High Grade Make We Bill Up

Light It Up And Just Burn It Up Make The Wicked All Get Blaze Up!!

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