(Intro)
Cross, Angry, Miserable
Huh, its I myself an me, who else could it be
Look good, its the five star general not one not two not three, flee
Yallow, Hey Yo yallow, whateva dem wanna be, blind to me tryin to be will neva be,
Hey, to be mi I dont pay a fee, motha fuckin niggas, yuh know
Hey, nah nuh mercy, well
(Verse 1)
See di killa yah weh everybody waan kill
Ten eleven years mi deh yah di top still
Fly past dem nest juss true mi tranquil
So mi run nozzle red mek body start chill
Five star general know every tactical skill
Run thru forest an go over hill
Ride thru desert like Buffalo Bill
Kill from di K to di A cau mi ill
Killa nah trace mi seh gyal ova gun dem seh killa get tame dem nuh want it done
Dem love see blood an dem want it run
Di next one violate mi a claat it dun
Coulda deh yah long time, coulda old coulda young
Nuh fuck wid mi or Kartel mi son
They find yuh body wid words on yuh tongue
Mi an mi guns a go have fun, cross
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Bwoy fi dead just gi mi di reason
Needle a crush bwoy like old vehicle
Madden pick up body an start di freezin
Mi a killa fi all seasons
Violate mi people mi nuh keep dumb heathen
Terrorize citizens promise dem beatings
Laugh cause a dem bone dead dem a sweetin
Prepare fi coffin an wreathen
(Verse 2)
Killa is a killa no matta weh him be
Man is di man di mystery a mystery
Tek a rating five star not three
Ready fi di war lord hear RC
General, warlord dats mi
Gladiating from 2003
Raid like Ali shot sting like a bee
Kill bwoy fi free till eternity
Bottle bwoy blood like deh no sanity
Bout dem fi freeze juss like inna ring
Dot di I dem, cross di T
Coppershot bwoy get from 93
WELL PEOPLE DEAD, Jamaica agree
Mi war nah nuh limit go ask Master P
Bounty nuh missa Beenie love kill enemy
Later mek di whole world see, cross
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(Verse 1)
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