Alkaline, cuyo nombre real es Earlan Bartley, nació el 19 de diciembre de 1993 en Kingston, Jamaica. Desde una edad temprana, su vida estuvo profundamente influenciada por la vibrante cultura musical que caracteriza a la isla. Criado en una familia de clase trabajadora, Alkaline encontró en la música un refugio y una inspiración.
Comenzó su carrera musical mientras asistía a la Ardenne High School, donde mostró un talento innato para la poesía y la escritura. Este periodo fue crucial para el joven artista, ya que fue aquí donde empezó a componer sus primeras letras y donde se familiarizó con el dancehall, un género que lo cautivó y que más tarde se convertiría en el eje central de su carrera.
En el año 2013, Alkaline lanzó su primer sencillo, "123", que rápidamente ganó popularidad en Jamaica. Sin embargo, fue con el lanzamiento de "Bruk Out" y "Things Mi Love" cuando su carrera realmente despegó. Sus letras explícitas y su estilo controvertido lo convirtieron en una figura polarizadora, pero innegablemente talentosa y creativa.
Alkaline no solo captó la atención por su música, sino también por su apariencia. Se hizo conocido por sus ojos tatuados, un movimiento audaz que lo distinguió de otros artistas y lo convirtió en un enigma para muchos. Este gesto, aunque inicialmente criticado, fue una estrategia de marketing brillante que aumentó su notoriedad y curiosidad entre los seguidores del género.
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16 s Ricochet Lyrics[Intro]
2016
Wall Street
Common...
Hear me nuh
Hear me nuh
Idecash
Dj Frass
Yo Rappa!
Well, well, well
[Chorus]
Bwoy step out inna di war and flop himself
A try shoot 'round corner and end up shot himself
Ricochet off of the wall and knock him flat, him fell
Fucking fool...
Bwoy go run down the war and bait up him friends
Bait up him family, bait up him endz
I couldn't tell you say I sorry fi none of them
(Mi nuh sorry fi none of them)
[Verse 1]
You a hear me?
Bushmaster just a fire like a rocket
Spliff kotch inna mi mouth, mi have the AR and a clap it
Bere man a chatty too, hope dem have badness fi back it
Cyan catch quako, catch him shirt or him jacket
A coulda over Wendy's, mi a go knock it
Nuh haffi lef' mi car, just crack the window and slap it
The "9X" weh dem a sing inna song, mi got it
Look like one of me phone, coulda pass fi one of mi gadget
Nuh bring no war to me if you nuh plan fi go hot it
Nah go take nuh talk, nobody cyan call me fi squash it
We know you short of gun, 'member them snatch it
Cold up now
No current, none in di socket
You might also like[Hook]
Mi buy mi own gun, how me fi panic?
This a carry 30, with a scope so me can track it
If it catch anywhere pon your bone it a go crack it
Fire 5 inna your chest, hold down your hand, it cyan go block it
[Chorus]
Bwoy step out inna di war and flop himself
A try shoot 'round corner and end up shot himself
Ricochet off of the wall and knock him flat, him fell
Fucking fool...
Bwoy go run down the war and bait up him friends
Bait up him family, bait up him endz
I couldn't tell you say I sorry fi none of them
(Fi none of them)
[Verse 2]
Then wait deh!
How come nobody nah talk?
Tap him pon him shoulder deh, tell him him fall off
Shouldn't shoob your head through the rail, shot a take it all off (yeah!)
20-16 show the pussy them we nah laugh! (Straight!)
Look how me creep up pon them neat, like say mi cyan walk
The Man Him Self, you cyan go see him, because the car dark
Lef' them a bleed out of them car inna di car park
Ackee Walk ready and a wait fi the war start
Nuh have no license fi dem yah, but that cyan stop me
Haffi roll like how mi roll because them nah drop me
Them wouldn't mind me get a sentence fi them laugh at me
Join the line, a nuh dem alone waan clap we
Novice!
[Hook]
Buy mi own gun, how me fi panic? (How mi fi panic?)
This a carry 30, with a scope so me can track it
If it catch anywhere pon your bone it a go crack it
Fire 5 inna your chest, hold down your hand, it cyan go block it
[Chorus]
Go run down di war and flop himself
A try shoot 'round corner and end up shot himself
Ricochet off of the wall and knock him flat, him fell
(Wha' you call that?)
A fucking fool...
Bwoy step out inna the war and bait up him friends (believe me!)
Bait up family, bait up him endz
"Spin 'round di car, mi nuh business, I goin' murder dem!"
[Verse 3]
Wait...
Then how him still a say a fi him place?
(Fi him place wha'?)
Them paint out fi him face!
Shot full him up, da body deh haffi go cremate
Put them to sleep, and make the scheme wake
Wha' dem have fi show?
Dem lose it and nuh know
Take 'way him phone, him only bad in front of video
Mi go shot up the widow, family a go with you
See say you a look a strength, that's why me answer you
[Chorus]
Bwoy step out inna di war and flop himself
A try shoot 'round corner and end up shot himself
Ricochet off of the wall and knock him flat, him fell
Fucking fool...
Bwoy go run down the war and bait up him friends
Bait up family, bait up him endz
"Spin 'round di car, mi nuh business, I goin' murder dem!"
(*Gun fire*)1