Cutty Ranks - Limb By Limb - RMR Records Jamaica-Cutty Ranks started out as a butcher, chopping and selling meat. Limb by Limb is arguably the finest and best dancehall ode to chopping up enemies, ever.
[Intro:] Eeh? So unuh waan tek it personal? Unuh a talk 'bout done You tink me come fi done? All me haffi do is sen' fi the new gun Any-ting test... dead! (Heh) Me jus' fly off a dozen head... Lord, have mercy (Kill dem!) Duck a dill, dill, dill Say, a boy get kill Duck a dill, dill, dill You better sign unuh will (Sinting dead) Duck a dill, dill, dill A boy get kill Duck a dill, dill, dill Lock up in di barril (Sinting dead) [Chorus:] Limb by limb we a go cut dem dung Sen' fi the hacksaw, tek out dem tung Limb by limb we a go cut dem dung Sen' fi the hacksaw, tek out dem tung You might also like euphoria Kendrick Lamar Agora Hills Doja Cat Yazmeely - يازميلي Mond - موند When dem see me, me, me, me Mi say, di hitman a come See me, me, me, me Mi say, mi jus' cyan done (Heh!) See me, me, me, me Mi see di hitman a come See me, me, me, me Mi say, mi jus' cyan done (Heh!) [Hook:] Dem want I, dem want I (Bag of idiat!) To come a dem funeral Dem tink say, dem tink say (A fool dat!) Dem a the general Dem want I, dem want I (Bag of idiat!) To come a dem funeral Dem tink say, dem tink say (A fool dat!) Dem a the general [Verse 1:] Nuff a dem a pose up like a dem run di world Mek me tell you something, fi mi gun, it a mi girl Nuff a dem a pose like a dem run di world Mek me tell you something, fi mi gun, it a mi girl Mi gun me hug up and kiss, sleep with at night If a boy try a thing, me shot out him eyesight You know I and I is dynamite When me hold microphone, I strictly truth or right [Chorus:] Limb by limb we a go cut dem dung Sen' fi the hacksaw, tek out dem tung Limb by limb we a go cut dem dung Sen' fi the hacksaw, tek out dem tung When dem see me, me, me, me Mi say, di hitman a come (Sinting dead!) See me, me, me, me Mi say, mi jus' cyan done See me, me, me, me Mi see di hitman a come (Sinting dead!) See me, me, me, me Mi say, mi jus' cyan done [Hook:] Dem want I, dem want I (A fool dat!) To come a dem funeral Dem tink say, dem tink say (Bag of idiat!) Dem a the general Dem want I, dem want I (A fool dat!) To come a dem funeral Waan them know say, them know say (Bag of idiat!) I man, is the general [Verse 2:] Pick ya coffal An' your burial spot You nuh see I and I, me coming dung hot? Pick ya coffal An' your burial spot You nuh see Cutty Ranks a rule up the spot? Pick ya coffal An' your burial spot You nuh see I and I, me coming dung hot? You see di gunshot? When that fire, it hot All di informer dem, dem fi step back You see the gunshot? When that fire, it hot Tell dem, I and I...rule up the spot You see di gunshot? When that fire, it hot You must of build a big house over Dovecot Wha' flowers a do? We have flowers pon top Nuff pretty candle hitch up inna dat Mind mi Sen' you dung deh, fi go cool and relax You tink all di day end when you hitch up inna dat Listen I and I pon the mic jus' a chat [Hook:] Dem want I, dem want I (Kill dem!) To come a dem funeral Dem tink say, dem tink say (Kill dem!) Dem a the general Dem want I, dem want I (Kill dem!) To come a dem funeral Waan dem know say, dem know say (Kill dem!) I man, is the general [Chorus:] Hear me, limb by limb we a go cut dem dung Sen' fi the hacksaw, tek out dem tung (Sinting dead!) Limb by limb mi a go cut dem dung Sen' fi the hacksaw, tek out dem tung (Sinting dead!) When dem see me, me, me, me Mi say, di hitman a come When dem see me, me, me, me