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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