My Intention is War
Lord Invader Lyrics


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Yes, my mother dead and my father disown me
What am I to do?
My mother dead and my father disown me
What am I to do?
Now I livinβ€² in this world, I ain't got nobody
Not a brother, sister nor cousin family
But is war and rebellion when I meet calypsonian
My intention is war!

This insolent booby, delirious mule
Audacious slum monger, youβ€²re out of rule
Your abnormal expression worth no while here,
And descend at once Pretender, and stop your sneering
You gabblous squabbler, illiterate ape
Now you are in a terrible scrape




And you resemble Manuel Gogo, a foul thief from Tobago
My intention is war!

Overall Meaning

In Lord Invader's song "My Intention is War," the lyrics tell the story of a man who has lost his mother and been disowned by his father, leaving him alone in the world without family or friends. The sense of abandonment and isolation is palpable as the singer declares his intention to go to war and rebellion. Through his lyrics, Lord Invader draws attention to the plight of the marginalized and the disenfranchised, those who have been cast aside by society and left to fend for themselves.


The second half of the song takes a different turn, as the singer addresses someone he calls an insolent booby and other insulting names. He berates this person, telling them to descend and stop their sneering. The insults culminate in a comparison to a foul thief from Tobago. The reason for the sudden shift in tone is not clear, but it adds an interesting layer of complexity to the song, hinting at interpersonal conflict and unresolved tensions.


Line by Line Meaning

Yes, my mother dead and my father disown me
My mother has passed away and my father has rejected me


What am I to do?
I am lost and unsure of what to do


Now I livinβ€² in this world, I ain't got nobody
I am alone in this world with no one by my side


Not a brother, sister nor cousin family
I have no siblings or other family members


But is war and rebellion when I meet calypsonian
When I encounter a calypsonian, I am filled with the desire for war and rebellion


My intention is war!
I am determined to start a war and fight for what I believe in


This insolent booby, delirious mule
You are an arrogant fool and a raving lunatic


Audacious slum monger, youβ€²re out of rule
You are a bold person who disregards the norms and laws of society


Your abnormal expression worth no while here,
Your abnormal behavior has no place in this society


And descend at once Pretender, and stop your sneering
You should leave immediately and stop your mocking behavior


You gabblous squabbler, illiterate ape
You are a chatterbox who likes to argue and an uneducated fool


Now you are in a terrible scrape
You are in a difficult situation


And you resemble Manuel Gogo, a foul thief from Tobago
You look and act like a notorious thief from Tobago named Manuel Gogo




Writer(s): Rupert Grant

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@MrQwerty88

Complete lyrics:
Lord Invader:
Yes, my mother dead and my father disown me / What am I to do? / My mother died and my father disown me / What am I to do? / I am livin' in this world, I ain't got nobody / Not a brother, sister, nor cousin, family / War and rebellion when I meet calypsonian / My intention is war.

Dictator, you insolent boobie, delirious mule / Audacious slum monger, you're out of rule / Your abnormal expressions worth no while in hearing / Descend at once, Dictator, and stop your sneering / You gabilous squabbler, illiterate ape / Now you are in a terrible scrape / Dictator, you resemble Manuel Gogo / A fowl thief from Tobago / My intention is war.

Mighty Dictator:
Now Lord Invader, why you pick on me? / Remember that I was near your family / Take it from me in calypso / Remember me once in San Fernando / Now believe I can give you the score / Remember, you were sleeping on the floor / I used to mash your head / Going to sleep on my bed / My intention is war.

Invader:
Now calypso singing is such a technical thing / It was not made for one and every to sing / How by the heavens can this songster win? / Except by necromancy, that is a sin / My head is like a book that is well compact / My tongue is like a gun that never yet snap / And I'm sorry, Dictator, / If he molest with Invader / My intention is war.

Dictator:
Now Lord Invader, fighting makes no sense / Why not say something of eloquence? / Talk about the boys playing the music / And with that, please do not do any trick / Remember that I am a Lord / And on the bass, we have Mr. Ford / The Duke Of Iron of calypso / The master playing the piano.

Invader:
Now Dictator, what a boobie / You're a calypsonian [ain't?] / To sing this verse I give you satisfaction / Hear the gentleman there, he's sitting up there / Sitting there, without any fear / Rhyme a verse extemporaneously / As to prove your singing ability / And if you give me satisfaction / You're known as the champion / My intention is war.

Dictator:
To sing on the gentleman, I'll take the choice / He's my friend, his name is Lawrence / He's a very great guitar player / And you can take this tip from the Dictator / On him I have to make no attack / He's sitting there all dressed in black / And I'll tell you why, he's a chap / He's wearing a red tie / My intention is war.

Invader:
I think we goin' out.

Now Mighty Dictator, put your hands in mine / That verse that you sung is well, superfine / You know that I know you in Trinidad / And you are king in singing calypso ballad.

Dictator:
Now Invader, you too are really great / And my statement no one can adjudicate / Put your hand in mine / Let our friendship remain sublime.

Invader:
War, war, war, war, war -- la da day, la da doy / La da day, la da day, la da doy.



All comments from YouTube:

@MrQwerty88

Complete lyrics:
Lord Invader:
Yes, my mother dead and my father disown me / What am I to do? / My mother died and my father disown me / What am I to do? / I am livin' in this world, I ain't got nobody / Not a brother, sister, nor cousin, family / War and rebellion when I meet calypsonian / My intention is war.

Dictator, you insolent boobie, delirious mule / Audacious slum monger, you're out of rule / Your abnormal expressions worth no while in hearing / Descend at once, Dictator, and stop your sneering / You gabilous squabbler, illiterate ape / Now you are in a terrible scrape / Dictator, you resemble Manuel Gogo / A fowl thief from Tobago / My intention is war.

Mighty Dictator:
Now Lord Invader, why you pick on me? / Remember that I was near your family / Take it from me in calypso / Remember me once in San Fernando / Now believe I can give you the score / Remember, you were sleeping on the floor / I used to mash your head / Going to sleep on my bed / My intention is war.

Invader:
Now calypso singing is such a technical thing / It was not made for one and every to sing / How by the heavens can this songster win? / Except by necromancy, that is a sin / My head is like a book that is well compact / My tongue is like a gun that never yet snap / And I'm sorry, Dictator, / If he molest with Invader / My intention is war.

Dictator:
Now Lord Invader, fighting makes no sense / Why not say something of eloquence? / Talk about the boys playing the music / And with that, please do not do any trick / Remember that I am a Lord / And on the bass, we have Mr. Ford / The Duke Of Iron of calypso / The master playing the piano.

Invader:
Now Dictator, what a boobie / You're a calypsonian [ain't?] / To sing this verse I give you satisfaction / Hear the gentleman there, he's sitting up there / Sitting there, without any fear / Rhyme a verse extemporaneously / As to prove your singing ability / And if you give me satisfaction / You're known as the champion / My intention is war.

Dictator:
To sing on the gentleman, I'll take the choice / He's my friend, his name is Lawrence / He's a very great guitar player / And you can take this tip from the Dictator / On him I have to make no attack / He's sitting there all dressed in black / And I'll tell you why, he's a chap / He's wearing a red tie / My intention is war.

Invader:
I think we goin' out.

Now Mighty Dictator, put your hands in mine / That verse that you sung is well, superfine / You know that I know you in Trinidad / And you are king in singing calypso ballad.

Dictator:
Now Invader, you too are really great / And my statement no one can adjudicate / Put your hand in mine / Let our friendship remain sublime.

Invader:
War, war, war, war, war -- la da day, la da doy / La da day, la da day, la da doy.

@MrSomethingElse

Best Diss Track Ever, Hands Down....

@ramsaran1234

This is classic extempo πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

@joehiggs100

marvellous, thanks..

@thecrowquillnightowls8874

3:06. Awesome

@iyioku

K'anyi solu gbaa egwu, "Calypso". Long live the people of the tribe of Biafra.

@ruialexandrelopesdealmeida9770

what meen taht??
Yeah breddah all the time Does the tribe of Biafra come from the region of southern Nigeria, Cameroon, Equatorial Guinea and Gabon?

@cristianverga6502

capolavoro

@TheSpaceJanitor

amazing

@colincabe9657

BARS

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