Headshot Season Remix

[Intro: Rival]
Dem nuh know wah gwan outchea
Wamp to dem bwoy?
Preditah
Dun know

[Chorus: Rival]
Headshot season, dun know
Headshot season, headshot season
Headshot season, d-d-dun know
Headshot season, dun know
Headshot sea-, d-d-dun know
Headshot season, headshot season
Headshot season, dun know

[Verse 1: Roachee]
I'll leave his head, shoulders and knees with holes
Headshot season, everybody goes (ha ha ha ha ha)
Knock knock, is anybody home?
Nope, head gone from ages ago (ha ha ha ha ha)
Blazing the chrome made him a ghost
That's why you see man blazing the crow (ha ha ha)
Rain, sleet, sun, snow
When it's headshot season, we aim for the dome (ha ha ha ha)
Please stay away from the road
Not a safe place, stay away from the Roach
Metal in my hand when I'm chasing a bloke
Feds tryna make their way through the smoke
If I ain't getting paid for the show
Back out the ting until the wages are shown
Sounds kind of crazy, I know
One or two ladies are blazing the crow

[Verse 2: Rival]
Headshot season is live in effect
Causing casaulties, casually, mind how your step (so?)
You can have ratchets to chest and get left effed
'Cause we aim right for the head (yo)
I need to go church and be saved
Cuh the rage I contain can merk any breh
You don't know headshot season? Well
You gon' learn today
'Cause I'm an animal, cannibal, remove headtops (Hannibal)
Man think they're on the ball, cool
'Til I Pro Evo circle tackle you
When I'm on the mic, dun know what I get into
Got a killer instinct so man are calling me Cinder
I'll leave no sheep breathing when it's headshot, headshot

[Verse 3: Ego]
Full-blown violence
Won't stop 'til them man hear sirens
One phone call get 'em touched on sight
Me, I don't laugh or joke, I blast on go
'Til a man's soul's reaching sky (bang)
Can't see no fear when I'm 'ere
With the blade I'll tear anyone who's trying with me
Real Gs here, can't see any chiefs
See around shops bare crooks and thiefs
Who'll smash your jaw and grab for the Ps
Hungry, had a little time from grime
Back with a bang, I'm so FT
Danger any time you see me
I'll spin any ras MC
I'm real to the south west son, I'm greaze
Me, I get dat dough like RSGs

[Verse 4: Discarda]
Break man down like a box of food
Lace man up, break man's nose
But I don't know b-b-b-b-boxer moves
I heard you keep chatting shit
I heard, keep running it
Think you're all it?
Dug yourself a early grave
Now I'm onto you
Apeshit records, keep going apeshit
Everyone's like "what's wrong with you?"
Fifteen man carrying blades
Fifteen man on a rampage
Fifteen man now onto you
I heard you got couple box
I heard, got a little watch
Might tell [?]
Them lot are onto moves
They'll be onto yous
Now that'll be long for yous

[Verse 5: D Power]
Yeah, headshot season
And I'm dying to bang my ting
So I beg a likkle pussyhole give man a reason
I'll start raining like winter season
I load up, then I dump out
Act up and get your face punch out
Anytime I'm with Jammer or Boy Better Know
Boy better know it's a bunch out
It's that season, so it's headshots
Or torso, but no leg shots
And your girl likes to call me Fred
Cuh when I come around, rudeboy, her bed rocks
Don't make me start dumping
So many MCs talk that talk
Eveybody knows that them man are fronting
We don't believe you, cuz, stop stunting

[Verse 6: Big Narstie]
Stupid, ugly and dark
I'm not a tin man, fam, I've got heart
Woof, woof, woof, round here, there's a duck
No gas when I'm biting the bark
Two guns up, are you scared of the dark?
When it's done, fam, they leap like frog
(barks) That's the sound of the bark
(barks) That's the sound of the bark
I don't wanna hear shit (leng!)
Run up on your set and I tear shit (leng!)
Dun know, I'm fully on bursting (leng!)
My shit's better than their shit (leng!)
Run up on your set like officer (leng!)
It's a next ting, fucking death shit (leng!)
I'm a boss, man salute me
[?]

[Verse 7: Merky ACE]
Yo
It's a normal headshot
Drag a man straight out of his own dreadlocks
Cut through it and screech off when the feds stop
I dare man, try put me in a headlock
Get shanked up in your side, get a red top
Said you got a shotty but you ain't seen red tops
Sawn off what? Get a sawn off head top
Headshot normal, normal headshot
It's headshot season
Jump on a bike and ride to your region
Let off the llama, cause bare drama
And go to a show with MI on the weekend
I don't know why they're speaking
Like say FT ain't the reason
Why they put gaps in their bars
I'll take head off shoulders

[Verse 8: Killa P]
Rival and Killaman step out inna black
Rival said it's a headshot season
And think say there's no way I'm turning back
Devilman dead and him can't come back
[?] know dead people can't chat
How the fuck you gonna leave your fans like that?
I would never ever run and leave my fans like that
If I were you, I woulda rolled with a MAC
From Skepta killed Devil, Devilman dem dead out
Me left him with him headtop a hang out
From Birmingham, [?] send out
You inform pon people, that's why you a sellout
My gun dem nuh borrow nah lend out
Bare badman dem deh 'bout
And from an informer, my headback cyaan shell out
Mi deh 'bout
Anywhere di shotta dem deh 'bout

[Verse 9: Tre Mission]
No, no, no
Can't run when I'm coming
This heat here can't come from my oven
No, I've never been close to my own mortality
That's OK, where I come from, it's nuttin'
Got six in the clip, plus one for my cousin
I wanna see his face when he thinks he's safe
And I catch him at home on his Tumblr and plug him
Bet he won't say that shit when I buck him
I bet he won't say that shit when I see him
It could be noon or six in the PM
You could be black, you could be European
Bullets don't come with a name, don't say one
I've got a new toy, it's a 'no, don't play' one
Moi-même on a [?] one
That's French, but the polo ain't one
You'll see the flash but the photos ain't done

[Chorus: Rival]
Dun know
Headshot season, headshot season
Headshot season, d-d-dun know
Headshot season, dun know
Headshot sea-, d-d-dun know
Headshot season, headshot season
Headshot season, dun know