Real Bad Man
Tanto Metro & Devonte Lyrics


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Intro (1)

Oh, a dat a oonu a gwan wid
Oonu a bawl, caan oonu claim mi come pon t.v wid rupaul
No man caan jump bad man wall
No naah stall alright first

Intro (2)

Dong dong, dong dong, dogger diggy diggy
Dong dong, dong dong, dogger diggy diggy
Dong dong, dong dong, dogger diggy diggy
Dong, words wid meaning, hey

Chorus:
Man a bad man and man nuh mingle wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program yuh is a dead man
Either by a shot or yuh hang
Jah jah ranks pass mi m-i
(Repeat)

Verse 1:
(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me being fraid of a
Bwoy weh bus di same gun as me
(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me being fraid to defend my life a g.p
(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me run away from a fight a some bwoy mussy bright
(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me being fraid fi lock off a bwoy life like a light
Willie haffi squeeze the desert es
Better yuh ease nigger leave
Well gun shot a surround yuh like breeze
Well copper shot a tek a bwoy like bees
Caan believe, yuh hear mi steve, bad man just get grieve and sing seh

Chorus

Verse 2:
Well fi live dung ainna di jungle yuh haffi have whole heap a skill
Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill pill to kill
Well big up all di man dem from warricka hill, hill, hill
What is my favourite attack when mi dress up in a mi frock
Wid mi wig pon mi head, sixteen over back
Bragga dagga dagga da twenty five body drop
But mr. ria, mr. squire, bredda nia, bad man a flex like vampire
Mi wi shot dung a bwoy and nyam him liver
But first the d.j haffi utter

Verse 3:
Weh yuh think all my guns are for
Forty-five in control jus to explode on a bwoy soul
Time changing things re-arranging more guns bussing
More man dying from back in the days of pure mass murdering
Well everyday yuh hear another likkle youth gone
And another m-16 man born




Man plant peas and waan reap corn
What a gwaan, what a gwaan

Overall Meaning

The lyrics for Tanto Metro & Devonte's song Real Bad Man are packed with imagery and tough talk about life as a "bad man" in Jamaica. The song begins with the intro (1) where the singers address their critics, telling them not to mess with them or try to drag them down. They mention TV personality RuPaul and proclaim that no one can jump a bad man's wall or hold them back. The second intro is more rhythmic, with a repeating phrase that almost sounds like a nursery rhyme. The chorus emphasizes the main message of the song - that a bad man doesn't mix with "rodman" or anyone who doesn't respect and fear them. The consequences of crossing them are dire, with death by shooting or hanging. They assert their dominance over all others, including "Jah Jah ranks," and warn anyone to back off or face the consequences.


The first verse focuses on the fear and respect that someone in their position commands. They refuse to back down from a fight or allow someone else to threaten them. They make it clear that they are not afraid to take someone's life as easily as flicking a switch. The second verse is more poetic, with references to the jungle and the skills required to survive there. They talk about dressing up as women to surprise their victims and brag about putting 25 bullets in someone's body. They also name-drop other "bad men" and hint at their connections and power. The final verse is perhaps the most thoughtful, with a nod to the changing times and the dangerous impact of guns on society. They lament the loss of innocent youths and the proliferation of deadly weapons in Jamaica.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, a dat a oonu a gwan wid
This is what you're doing?


Oonu a bawl, caan oonu claim mi come pon t.v wid rupaul
You complain, but you can't say that I went on TV with RuPaul.


No man caan jump bad man wall
No one can trespass on the property of a bad man.


No naah stall alright first
Don't try to stop or slow me down.


Dong dong, dong dong, dogger diggy diggy
Rhythm, let's go.


Dong, words wid meaning, hey
Let's put some real content in the lyrics.


Man a bad man and man nuh mingle wid nuh rodman
A real bad man doesn't associate with informers or snitches.


And if yuh dis di program yuh is a dead man
If you challenge the lifestyle of a bad man, you will face deadly consequences.


Either by a shot or yuh hang
You will either be shot or hung.


Jah jah ranks pass mi m-i
I acknowledge God's superiority.


(Repeat)
(Repeat chorus)


(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me being fraid of a
(Black people bleed just like us) Can you imagine me being afraid of someone who has the same weapon as me?


Bwoy weh bus di same gun as me
A guy who has the same weapon as me.


(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me being fraid to defend my life a g.p
(Black people bleed just like us) Can you imagine me being afraid to protect my life by using deadly force?


(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me run away from a fight a some bwoy mussy bright
(Black people bleed just like us) Can you imagine me running away from a fight with some foolish guy?


(Niggers bleed jus like us) picture me being fraid fi lock off a bwoy life like a light
(Black people bleed just like us) Can you imagine me being afraid to kill someone?


Willie haffi squeeze the desert es
Willie has to shoot his handgun.


Better yuh ease nigger leave
You should back off if you want to avoid trouble.


Well gun shot a surround yuh like breeze
Gunshots will be all around you like a breeze.


Well copper shot a tek a bwoy like bees
Copper bullets will shoot at the guy like bees.


Caan believe, yuh hear mi steve, bad man just get grieve and sing seh
Can't believe it, Steve. Bad men just get angry and sing this.


Well fi live dung ainna di jungle yuh haffi have whole heap a skill
To survive in the bad neighborhood, you need a lot of skill.


Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill pill to kill
You have to stay calm and collected to commit murder.


Well big up all di man dem from warricka hill, hill, hill
Respect all the guys from Warricka Hill.


What is my favourite attack when mi dress up in a mi frock
What is my preferred method of attack while I'm wearing my costume.


Wid mi wig pon mi head, sixteen over back
With my wig on my head, carrying a sixteen-shot handgun.


Bragga dagga dagga da twenty five body drop
Shooting uncontrollably and twenty-five people fall dead.


But mr. ria, mr. squire, bredda nia, bad man a flex like vampire
RIA, Squire, and Nia, we're all bad men showing off like vampires.


Mi wi shot dung a bwoy and nyam him liver
I'll shoot a guy and eat his liver.


But first the d.j haffi utter
But first, the DJ has to speak.


Weh yuh think all my guns are for
What do you think my guns are for?


Forty-five in control jus to explode on a bwoy soul
I have a forty-five caliber gun and I aim to kill someone.


Time changing things re-arranging more guns bussing
Things are changing, and more guns are being fired.


More man dying from back in the days of pure mass murdering
More people are dying than even during the mass murder days.


Well everyday yuh hear another likkle youth gone
Every day, you hear news that another young person is dead.


And another m-16 man born
But there's also another younger guy carrying an M16.


Man plant peas and waan reap corn
People want to sow nonviolent ideas, but they want to gain violent results.


What a gwaan, what a gwaan
What's happening? What's happening?




Writer(s): Jeremy Harding, Mark Wolfe, Wayne Burton Jerome Passley

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