The Mavado Popcaan dancehall beef is not over yet.
Several weeks went by and Mavado released a new diss track aimed allegedly at Poppi titled “Funeral”, play it below, where he calls Popcaan a snitch on the Kartel’s case.
Check out the lyrics for Mavado Popcaan Diss song Funeral, produced by DJ Frass, posted below after the video as well as Popcaan lyrics for RPG posted at the bottom.
Listen To Mavado – Funeral (Popcaan Diss) Explicit
READ MORE: MAVADO & POPCAAN BEEF PART 1
MAVADO “FUNERAL” LYRICS
(Verse 1)
You likkle chatty, chatty toilet
You full a bare s**t
Should a name Bruce Lee to the way how you a flip
Mussy only know one letter in alphabet
Y fi you self, minny mouse you a bi**h
Pon Gaza boss you go hide and snitch
Think wi nuh know seh you is a likkle snitch
Pu**y hole, Miller 9 done know him cyaa save you
Mi laugh and murder you quick
The pu**y marrow pon the wall like burger weh stick
Kill you batty man friend pon the phone weh a flip
You song dutty dread cyaa stick
You best friend Jamie done born as a fish
Under Pants get you killy dem crazy
Simple mean seh you killy dem shakey
A you seh you born wid two daddy
That mean you a batty man baby
(Chorus)
Duppy bat gwaan run down yo funeral
A we seh one shot, one kill
Likkle scout cyaa war wid the general
Mi si seh poppy show a pop pill
Mi never si a man a run down him funeral
A we seh one shot, one kill
Likkle scout cyaa war wid the general
Mi si seh poppy show a pop pill
(Verse 2)
You couldn’t trail mi chop off the pu**y foots dem
Batty bwoy you nuh bad like the brooks dem
Barrow mi style plus you thief Ching hooks dem
The whole street done seet seh a crooks dem
Bout bad, you don’t even bad like Kieva
Mi si you scream down the whole a Antigua
Cyaa seh a lie, it deh in a the media
Pu**y you nuh deh in a da league
Shocking vibes a back you vibes and a lead you
Patrick soon breed you
St. Thomas obeah man weh a read you
Weh a trick you, and a strip you, and a grease you
(Post Chorus)
Mi gang ready fi go murder the whole a dem
Comman sense meck black rain shower dem
Casava piece rise up mi power dem
The fire ball from the rifle devour dem
Mi gang ready fi go murder the whole a dem
Tower hill meck black rain shower dem
Casava Piece rise up mi power dem
The fire ball from the rifle devour dem
Popcaan‘s response to Mavado’s gritty diss track “Funeral” wrapped the beef and brought it to another level.
Check out his new track “RPG”, as Rocket-Propelled Grenade
Jamaican “Unruly Boss” Popcaan, in his new war song RPG calls Mavado the Jamaican Meek Mill, and apparently Popcaan goes further suggesting that Mavado could be having a relationship with DJ Khaled.
Of course that’s not true it’s just how dancehall war and beefs work.
Popcaan goes all out in his new diss track remarking that it took a full month for Mavado to reply back with a song, check part of Popcaan Rpg lyrics below
“Boy take one month fi find tune / A what happen to Jamaican Meek Mill / Me clip them pack up like yellow house and none a them don’t want refill,” Popcaan deejay over a beat produced by NotNice. “Funny god mi no take press / Gunshot me send me no send text / Bwoy a feel up DJ Khaled and a tell badman him a the best.”
Listen To Popcaan – RPG (Mavado Diss) – September 2016
POPCAAN – RPG – LYRICS
(Intro)
Dread bombohole weh you feel like?
You cyaa style none a my friend dem in a no batty argument bwoy
You nuh si seh you a fish
A badman song that
Hear wa a gwaan
St. Thomas
Mobay
RPG, Spanish Town
Weh dem deh do
(Chorus)
RPG Doraine a go read bout yo bloodclaat body tonight pon the damn TV
Buss out the dread bwoy head wid the bomboclaat RPG
Mi zoom up you funeral from 08
Tonight, and a watch it in a 3D
RPG, bomboclaat
(Verse 1)
Bwoy tek one month fi find tune
A wa happen to Jamaican Meek mill
Mi clip dem pack up like yellow bus
And none a dem don’t waan refill
The dread a nuh nothing fi me kill
You grave a nuh nothing fi me build
A walking ghost suh a free kill
RPG
Bwoy member a you tell Jamaica a bwoy like you
A the oxe dem mi use pon a bwoy like you
Chap you up like steam calla-loo
Five shot in a you head and everything fly through
Miller 9 know you a punk
All you a do a pull badman stunt
Brand new simith and west weh mi go lift up
And meck the dutty dread bwoy swallow black blunt
Wa do da bwoy yah weh bad every month
Weh nam bare gyal in a him new blue Benz front
Pu**y you done dead from 08
In a 016 a yo ghost mi a hunt
Mi meck you move inn in a hearse
You cyaa style Jamie Roberts
You fi talk bout over south beach
One in a yo face Tameka skirt
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Bwoy a tell mi him a Gad mi nuh Haily
Yo brother is a fish use the mathic and scale him
Bwoy haffi jump pon railing
Every shot connect in a him mi nuh graze him
Bwoy how mi fi thief chi ching hook
And a me give Chi Ching Ching rhw song book
Sutherland dem don’t rate no damn brooks
Bwoy loc cook when the glock shook
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Tell dem, St. Thomas man born and mi proud
And mi Grandspen friend dem wi buss you head loud
Funny Gad marrow gone up in a the cloud
Mack 90 go left him spread out pon the road
Funny Gad mi nuh tek press
Gunshot mi send mi nuh send text
Bwoy a feel up DJ Khalid
And a tell bad man him a the best
(Repeat Chorus)