Jack Beats Zone Lyrics

[Chorus: Riko Dan]
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Inna my zone, inna-inna my zone)
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Everyone knows I've got a badman flow)
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Inna my zone, inna-inna my zone)
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
Mandem know I've got a rudeboy flow

[Post-Chorus: Riko Dan]
Mandem know I've got a rudeboy flow
Mandem know I've got a rudeboy flow
(Inna my zone, inna-inna my zone)
Ya man
London City Warlord inna di place
[Verse 1: Riko Dan]
So hol' on a yout, hol' on a man
Rise up me hand from dem do me wrong
Bwoy coulda tick just like Rubi Dan
Me draw for me gun what me get from Sudan cuh me bad like Sadam
Badder than Osama Bin Laden and dem man
Rise up the big stinking long iron
Me nuh ramp, me nuh skin 'round microphone stand
Anybody wan' live nuh fi test badman
Don gorgon, original don
Real badman, me ah di mic champion
Warlord originate from London
Anyweh mi go, di dancehall haffi ram
If a bwoy wan' disrespect di program
Me guh shoot off your face in front of station

[Break: Riko Dan]
Shot, shot him
Send fi di ting and
Mad, tell dem

[Chorus: Riko Dan] Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Inna my zone, inna-inna my zone)
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Everyone knows I've got a badman flow)
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Inna my zone, inna-inna my zone)
Rudeboys know when I'm inna my zone
(Everyone knows I've got a badderman flow)
[Post-Chorus: Riko Dan]
Rudeboys know
Rudeboys know
Mandem know I've got a rudeboy flow

[Verse 2: Riko Dan]
Yo, I'm the farda and me run di border
Anyting try test, me will slaughter
And when I say I'm gonna wet up your car, fam
Jah know me suh I don't mean with water
Dead like a big p*ssyhole but
When me dead, me ah die as a martyr
You test me inna di war, fam? Nah suh
You coulda roll wid Jesus or pastor
You still ah get gunshot inna your clart ah
Weh you ah talk for? Me ah di master
Shut your mout, rudeboy, don't answer
I don't wanna hear your shit
I'm gonna ignore you like a private caller
And I'll lick off your head from far
On a long-range ting just like Ray Parlour
(Mad ting, yeah)

[Break: Riko Dan]
Riko Dan di London City Warlord
Jack Beats inna di place
Cyaan test we, dem dead