Dave & J Hus – Disaster Lyrics

Disaster

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"Disaster." - Dave & J Hus

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 03:39 pm

Album: PSYCHODRAMA

Track No: 06

Smiling like a nice person
Came on a Rambo ting
Everything camoflaging
Looking like a bulletproof vest
Nah, that's just a body warmer
Big man gossiping, there's nothing worser
I swear I'm a father for them man
Bring something larger for them man
Disaster, disaster for them man
Them man, them man
Them man there
Make a one trip there
Just to make a one ting clear
Then fly out to Edinburgh
I'm so fly I might just pop my collar
Need a zoobie to roll
Left eye look through your soul
I'm blinded by love while I'm winking at you
I'm thinking out loud so you know I'm always thinking 'bout you
Same time I don't think I'm too irrational
Fuck beefing with babies
Catch a man raving
We're taking your paper, your 'yac and your ladies
Fist fight, this bitch bites like it's rabies
Drop from your baby, catch him there
I'm standing here
Bumped into Dave by the Santander
You is in the same spot you was in last year
Who said life ain't fair?
I know man who live life in fear
This time last year
You were on the same block standing there
Smoking, gossiping, chatting bare
Don't tell me that you ain't involved
I'm JME cah man don't care
Man don't business, love no witness
Hug no traitor, spud no snitches
Man try live this, never knew he had a clitoris
Have a man for breakfast, talk about hitlist
I bring the fire, you a liar and a backstabber
I'm with the born chasers or I'm with the cash-grabbers
I'm doing mathematics, automatic, never static
And she don't know my real name, she thought I was Patrick
Sit back and smoke a baseball bat
You think this is the life, boy, it ain't all that
I done some evil things that I wouldn't take back
I keep it to myself cah people wanna chat
Keep it to yourself, people wanna talk
Flossing in the gossip's how you end up in a war
I've got nothing for a fed, copper for your head
And that's the definition of a penny for your thoughts
We just live and maintain
We on the same streets but we don't play the same game
You're the type to get caught and go and play the blame game
You should be ashamed
If I stick to my heart, I'll put my stick to your brain
Let it rip for the pain
They put shit on my name
Till I grip and I aim
Dip on a plane with a brand new name
Mummy, I've got a flight to catch
All for an internet gangster or cyber man
Mike Myers man, a couple triers tried to try a man
My boys put stars in the hood like I'm Stryder man
I know people wearing Rollies doing life in can
Isn't that ironic that they couldn't find the time to plan?
Still keep a faith in God
Still couldn't spare the rod
Marcel, you know me, I came with the Blazing Squad
You better pray to God whenever I'm in town
Like a kid in a divorce, I'm leaving with your spouse
I can't make a horse at the river open its mouth
You ain't got the drive, that's why you're in the drought
Life's great, I'm in Sweden or Copenhagen
Getting brain from a Dane who's first name I can't pronounce
Smiling like a nice person
Came on a Rambo ting
Everything camoflaging
Looking like a bulletproof vest
Nah, that's just a body warmer
Big man gossiping, there's nothing worser
I swear I'm a father for them man
Bring something larger for them man
Disaster, disaster for them man
Them man, them man
Them man there
Make a one trip there
Just to make a one ting clear
Then fly out to Edinburgh
I'm so fly I might just pop my collar
Need a zoobie to roll
Left eye look through your soul
I'm blinded by love while I'm winking at you
I'm thinking out loud so you know I'm always thinking 'bout you
Same time I don't think I'm too irrational

Writer(s): David Omoregie, Momodou Jallow & Ikeoluwa Tobi Oladigbolu.

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