Hol' yuh mouth - Kingston Riddim by KWAME

[Intro] Ooh.. Show_Ko... KWAME... [Verse 1] Bwoy, yuh chat unbelievable, every word disposable, Mi cyan understand how yuh stay so laughable. Mi read every line weh yuh claim indispensable, Every single sentence still sound bloodclaat unusable. Yuh mindset unstable, predictable, terrible, Every fake badman move look dutty and detectable. Stop gwaan like yuh name internationally notable, Yuh whole reputation mash up, wutless and irreversible. Di loudest inna room, but yuh courage invisible, Internet warrior... dutty keyboard criminal. Yuh seh yuh untouchable, unstoppable, mythical, Yet everybody know yuh image fake and artificial. Nuh badda get emotional, mi words intentional, Truth hit harder than a judge inna tribunal. Build some discipline, nuh stay so wutless and pitiful, Before yuh touch di mic... go study di fundamentals. [Chorus] Mi done wid dis, yuh a pressure mi nerve, Learn fi reason proper... or hol' yuh mouth! Wha'? Nobody ever teach yuh how fi serve? Dutty fool attitude... go hol' yuh mouth! One more bag a foolishness an' war inevitable, Bloodclaat behavior nah mek yuh respectable. Mi nah waste no time pon no fake general, Learn fi know yuh lane... or hol' yuh mouth! [Verse 2] Yeah, mi haffi laugh every time yuh start chat, Whole place freeze up when yuh open dat trap. Yuh swear seh yuh bad, seh yuh born fi attack, But every likkle move just expose yuh dutty act. Mi ears dem a suffer like glass a scrape stone, Every empty sentence shake straight through mi bone. Yuh full a big promise, but none never land, Only bloodclaat hot air blow like desert sand. Mi rather walk barefoot pon burning concrete, Dan hear one more wutless verse pon dat offbeat beat. Maybe yuh mean well... maybe mi overlook, But nothing 'bout yuh dutty style mek anybody shook. Whole heap a noise but no real substance, Whole heap a pose but no real presence. Anybody hail yuh just a boost yuh vanity, Dem nah help yuh... dem feed yuh foolish reality. Go find something solid weh yuh really can master, Stop move like a dutty bwoy fake gangster. Bricklayer, welder, mechanic or plaster. Anything at all, mi nuh care which route, Just keep mi name far from yuh mouth. [HOOK] Mi done wid dis, yuh a pressure mi nerve, Learn fi reason proper... or hol' yuh mouth! Wha'? Nobody ever teach yuh how fi serve? Dutty fool attitude... go hol' yuh mouth! One more bag a foolishness an' war inevitable, Bloodclaat behavior nah mek yuh respectable. Mi nah waste no time pon no fake general, Learn fi know yuh lane... or hol' yuh mouth! [Outro] Learn fi reason proper... or hol' yuh mouth! hol' yuh mouth! Go learn some manners... or hol' yuh mouth! hol' yuh mouth!