Skeng Lyrics
| Song | Skeng |
| Artist | The Bug |
| Album | Bleep 100 Tracks 2004 - 2014 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Fe mi number num one ) {3x} | |
| I nom I nom one (I'm number one) {3x} | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| This one dedicated to all badman | |
| Whether ya from Manchester or London | |
| Whether ya from north London or Brixton | |
| (?) push up in a hand | |
| Fi nom I nom two | |
| Si flow dan a killa road show | |
| All my brothers are mi roll deep bro | |
| You don't wanna brush or step on wi shoe | |
| You know I say true | |
| Mi nom i nom three | |
| Put in the Ganja take out the seed | |
| For all a me intelligent people | |
| Pon di road side we a smoke weed | |
| Yes indeed, thats what we need, | |
| Four, one time we talk and nah talk no more | |
| Sight dem boy and wi kick off the door | |
| Kick of dem door and wi run up wid tha four four | |
| You don't wana see the four four | |
| Five, bust my gun and them nah stay alive, | |
| Tek ‘way ya son I might tek away your wife, | |
| (And you dun kno say mi a go still ago stab with knife, | |
| Tell dem mi nom in nom six, | |
| Dem walk with knife when we walk with sticks, | |
| Killa man mi ago done some pricks, | |
| Done some pricks wid tha M one six, | |
| Tell dem (babylon?) seven, | |
| How much gun (wi got?) bust wid da seven | |
| Man don't wanna get us wid da seven, | |
| Cos ya only gonna get eleven | |
| (Something something) eight | |
| Bust my gunshot boy at the gate, | |
| Wi don't really care it's early or late, | |
| Badman man real we nah fake | |
| Straight, mi nom i nom i nom nine, | |
| Tec wid da nine, SW9, tec nine and a tec nine | |
| Boy dem can't dis mi it's fine, if a boy fuck wi mine, | |
| Then I get the ten, mac ten, | |
| Fi nom i nom ten, tell dem already | |
| Nah tell dem again | |
| No problem | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Um, skeng, skeng, skeng | |
| Mi a killa man bust off the big skeng | |
| Skeng, skeng, skeng | |
| Mi a killa man wi load the big skeng | |
| Car, car, car, | |
| Skeng pon road, no skeng in car | |
| Car, car, car | |
| Mi a killa man roll in a car, | |
| Road, road, road, | |
| (Walk inna something something) and I walk with sword, | |
| Sword, sword, sword, | |
| Shot inna face like dart in a board, | |
| Real, real, real | |
| Bullet fly through bumper, whole windscreen | |
| Screen, screen, screen | |
| Who can't hear dem (woman ago feel) | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| [puuuuusssyole dem nah know me] | |
| See mi pon di roadside rolling | |
| Like say ya feel ya cyan roll in | |
| We have da machine ready for dem, | |
| Ready for dem, | |
| No make me ave fe stroll in, | |
| When the big dogs roll in, | |
| You don't want see when gunshot start beat | |
| It will be like when dog'a eat tripe | |
| Come a to stop a whole lotta dem, | |
| Tell you d'truth se mi nah care bout dem, | |
| Cah we me duppy de duppy de duppy (cah instead of 'cos) | |
| De duppy de duppy dem | |
| Me ago send bad duppy fe dem | |
| Man a bad a man from a long time, | |
| I swear down you can ask all a de people dem, | |
| Look inna mi face , brother man you don't wanna see man when wi get evil then, | |
| Then, then, then, | |
| You don't wanna see me get evil, | |
| Evil, evil, evil, | |
| Worse, worse, worse, | |
| Shot inna face make you send for the nurse, | |
| Nurse, nurse, nurse, | |
| Doctor can't fix ya send for the hearse, | |
| Hearse, hearse, hearse, | |
| Doctor can't fix you send fe de hearse, | |
| Black, black, black, | |
| Funeral start everybody in a black, | |
| Poper in a suit an mumma ina frock |
| Fe mi number num one 3x | |
| I nom I nom one I' m number one 3x | |
| Verse 1: | |
| This one dedicated to all badman | |
| Whether ya from Manchester or London | |
| Whether ya from north London or Brixton | |
| ? push up in a hand | |
| Fi nom I nom two | |
| Si flow dan a killa road show | |
| All my brothers are mi roll deep bro | |
| You don' t wanna brush or step on wi shoe | |
| You know I say true | |
| Mi nom i nom three | |
| Put in the Ganja take out the seed | |
| For all a me intelligent people | |
| Pon di road side we a smoke weed | |
| Yes indeed, thats what we need, | |
| Four, one time we talk and nah talk no more | |
| Sight dem boy and wi kick off the door | |
| Kick of dem door and wi run up wid tha four four | |
| You don' t wana see the four four | |
| Five, bust my gun and them nah stay alive, | |
| Tek way ya son I might tek away your wife, | |
| And you dun kno say mi a go still ago stab with knife, | |
| Tell dem mi nom in nom six, | |
| Dem walk with knife when we walk with sticks, | |
| Killa man mi ago done some pricks, | |
| Done some pricks wid tha M one six, | |
| Tell dem babylon? seven, | |
| How much gun wi got? bust wid da seven | |
| Man don' t wanna get us wid da seven, | |
| Cos ya only gonna get eleven | |
| Something something eight | |
| Bust my gunshot boy at the gate, | |
| Wi don' t really care it' s early or late, | |
| Badman man real we nah fake | |
| Straight, mi nom i nom i nom nine, | |
| Tec wid da nine, SW9, tec nine and a tec nine | |
| Boy dem can' t dis mi it' s fine, if a boy fuck wi mine, | |
| Then I get the ten, mac ten, | |
| Fi nom i nom ten, tell dem already | |
| Nah tell dem again | |
| No problem | |
| Chorus: | |
| Um, skeng, skeng, skeng | |
| Mi a killa man bust off the big skeng | |
| Skeng, skeng, skeng | |
| Mi a killa man wi load the big skeng | |
| Car, car, car, | |
| Skeng pon road, no skeng in car | |
| Car, car, car | |
| Mi a killa man roll in a car, | |
| Road, road, road, | |
| Walk inna something something and I walk with sword, | |
| Sword, sword, sword, | |
| Shot inna face like dart in a board, | |
| Real, real, real | |
| Bullet fly through bumper, whole windscreen | |
| Screen, screen, screen | |
| Who can' t hear dem woman ago feel | |
| Verse 2: | |
| puuuuusssyole dem nah know me | |
| See mi pon di roadside rolling | |
| Like say ya feel ya cyan roll in | |
| We have da machine ready for dem, | |
| Ready for dem, | |
| No make me ave fe stroll in, | |
| When the big dogs roll in, | |
| You don' t want see when gunshot start beat | |
| It will be like when dog' a eat tripe | |
| Come a to stop a whole lotta dem, | |
| Tell you d' truth se mi nah care bout dem, | |
| Cah we me duppy de duppy de duppy cah instead of ' cos | |
| De duppy de duppy dem | |
| Me ago send bad duppy fe dem | |
| Man a bad a man from a long time, | |
| I swear down you can ask all a de people dem, | |
| Look inna mi face , brother man you don' t wanna see man when wi get evil then, | |
| Then, then, then, | |
| You don' t wanna see me get evil, | |
| Evil, evil, evil, | |
| Worse, worse, worse, | |
| Shot inna face make you send for the nurse, | |
| Nurse, nurse, nurse, | |
| Doctor can' t fix ya send for the hearse, | |
| Hearse, hearse, hearse, | |
| Doctor can' t fix you send fe de hearse, | |
| Black, black, black, | |
| Funeral start everybody in a black, | |
| Poper in a suit an mumma ina frock |
| Fe mi number num one 3x | |
| I nom I nom one I' m number one 3x | |
| Verse 1: | |
| This one dedicated to all badman | |
| Whether ya from Manchester or London | |
| Whether ya from north London or Brixton | |
| ? push up in a hand | |
| Fi nom I nom two | |
| Si flow dan a killa road show | |
| All my brothers are mi roll deep bro | |
| You don' t wanna brush or step on wi shoe | |
| You know I say true | |
| Mi nom i nom three | |
| Put in the Ganja take out the seed | |
| For all a me intelligent people | |
| Pon di road side we a smoke weed | |
| Yes indeed, thats what we need, | |
| Four, one time we talk and nah talk no more | |
| Sight dem boy and wi kick off the door | |
| Kick of dem door and wi run up wid tha four four | |
| You don' t wana see the four four | |
| Five, bust my gun and them nah stay alive, | |
| Tek way ya son I might tek away your wife, | |
| And you dun kno say mi a go still ago stab with knife, | |
| Tell dem mi nom in nom six, | |
| Dem walk with knife when we walk with sticks, | |
| Killa man mi ago done some pricks, | |
| Done some pricks wid tha M one six, | |
| Tell dem babylon? seven, | |
| How much gun wi got? bust wid da seven | |
| Man don' t wanna get us wid da seven, | |
| Cos ya only gonna get eleven | |
| Something something eight | |
| Bust my gunshot boy at the gate, | |
| Wi don' t really care it' s early or late, | |
| Badman man real we nah fake | |
| Straight, mi nom i nom i nom nine, | |
| Tec wid da nine, SW9, tec nine and a tec nine | |
| Boy dem can' t dis mi it' s fine, if a boy fuck wi mine, | |
| Then I get the ten, mac ten, | |
| Fi nom i nom ten, tell dem already | |
| Nah tell dem again | |
| No problem | |
| Chorus: | |
| Um, skeng, skeng, skeng | |
| Mi a killa man bust off the big skeng | |
| Skeng, skeng, skeng | |
| Mi a killa man wi load the big skeng | |
| Car, car, car, | |
| Skeng pon road, no skeng in car | |
| Car, car, car | |
| Mi a killa man roll in a car, | |
| Road, road, road, | |
| Walk inna something something and I walk with sword, | |
| Sword, sword, sword, | |
| Shot inna face like dart in a board, | |
| Real, real, real | |
| Bullet fly through bumper, whole windscreen | |
| Screen, screen, screen | |
| Who can' t hear dem woman ago feel | |
| Verse 2: | |
| puuuuusssyole dem nah know me | |
| See mi pon di roadside rolling | |
| Like say ya feel ya cyan roll in | |
| We have da machine ready for dem, | |
| Ready for dem, | |
| No make me ave fe stroll in, | |
| When the big dogs roll in, | |
| You don' t want see when gunshot start beat | |
| It will be like when dog' a eat tripe | |
| Come a to stop a whole lotta dem, | |
| Tell you d' truth se mi nah care bout dem, | |
| Cah we me duppy de duppy de duppy cah instead of ' cos | |
| De duppy de duppy dem | |
| Me ago send bad duppy fe dem | |
| Man a bad a man from a long time, | |
| I swear down you can ask all a de people dem, | |
| Look inna mi face , brother man you don' t wanna see man when wi get evil then, | |
| Then, then, then, | |
| You don' t wanna see me get evil, | |
| Evil, evil, evil, | |
| Worse, worse, worse, | |
| Shot inna face make you send for the nurse, | |
| Nurse, nurse, nurse, | |
| Doctor can' t fix ya send for the hearse, | |
| Hearse, hearse, hearse, | |
| Doctor can' t fix you send fe de hearse, | |
| Black, black, black, | |
| Funeral start everybody in a black, | |
| Poper in a suit an mumma ina frock |
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