Unknown T & Digga D – Gotcha (ft. Vybz Kartel) (Audio, Lyrics)

Unknown T & Digga D collaborate on “Gotcha” featuring Vybz Kartel. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Sean D.

Unknown T & Digga D Gotcha

There are very few artists who can go to prison while still reaping the success of a musical career. We’ve witnessed Gucci Mane go to prison and still have the streets on lock, as well as Boosie, but perhaps no one has done it to the success of Vybz Kartel. The rapper has been incarcerated for the better part of the decade and releases new music regularly as if he isn’t.

Fortunately, artists are still getting verses from Vybz, though he would never disclose how that’s possible. UK rappers Digga D and Unknown T recently connected for a new single titled, “Gotcha” ft. Vybz. Though there is a heavy drill influence to it, Vybz Kartel is as diverse as they come, and finds himself fitting quite comfortably on the final verse.

Unknown T & Digga D – Gotcha (ft. Vybz Kartel) (prod. Sean D)

Lyrics

[Intro: Vybz Kartel]
Mi have ah Glock name “Got You”
Run yuh down, shot yuh
Doctor cya patch yuh
Watch yuh ina chapel ina coffin like statue
Yow, Sean D
Luke, Mark, Matthew
Rise di mac to

[Chorus: Vybz Kartel]
Heh
Mi have ah Glock name “Got You”
Run yuh down, shot yuh
Doctor cyan patch yuh
Watch yuh inna chapel inna coffin like statue
Luke, Mark, Matthew (Matthew)
Rise di mac to

[Verse 1: Digga D]
I heard Jordan fucks with the rivals
So we air Jordan just like Michael
Fucking hell it’s a vicious cycle
I get down opps, put my hand on the Bible
Hand on the bible, man had the scope on top of the sniper rifle
Samurai sword called Eiffel
Ask him, the organ I hit was vital (I swear)
Everyone get low, corn got let go (Brr)
I took out his headpiece, he never had headphones
Skrt on the opps might need more headstones
Scratch off bait then bathe in petrol
0’17 used to step with the dots
Now I make Glocks burn them (I did)
I was on the run for two AM’s
I flew out to Cockburn Pen (Killy)
Mom stuffs her barrel and sends it to yard
I stuff my barrel and send it to Zart
Quick and fast, stick and mask, lift and blast
Sit and laugh, sit and laugh
Mom stuffs her barrel and sends it to yard
I stuff my barrel and send it to Zart
Rock and roll, lock and load, we bad ah road
No other code, no other code

[Chorus: Vybz Kartel]
Heh
Mi have ah Glock name “Got You”
Run yuh down, shot yuh
Doctor cyan patch yuh
Watch yuh inna chapel inna coffin like statue
Luke, Mark, Matthew
Rise di mac to

[Verse 2: Unknown T]
Proba’ keep calling for breachin’ bail
The jakes want me in a cell
New V1-2 with the loaded shells
But if I buss one then they sendin’ me jail
Try to ride with a Bull, don’t stand in the corn
Go sing like Miguel
The jakes had me in a mask
Rose with the glass just me and my girl
Fuck all come bring the machine
I’m mad this year knee deep in the back
And if they go ride out of course we blam
Better hope there’s no CCT in the cab
Gotta skrt from the CID that’s a remand or a HTC with a tag
Crack drop teeth through the T
I’m choppin’ the rock then skrrtin’ with gang
Quick and fast, quick and fast we beat off then lick arf yard
Big and bad, big and bad the bulldog come big and bad
Bring and grab the spinners back fi beat off one, big up dat (Brr bow)
Thick back and she look bad
She want fuck to the king of dance

[Chorus: Vybz Kartel]
Heh
Mi have ah Glock name “Got You”
Run yuh down, shot yuh
Doctor cyan patch yuh
Watch yuh inna chapel inna coffin like statue
Luke, Mark, Matthew (Matthew)
Rise di mac to

[Verse 3: Vybz Kartel]
Man love killing people
Livin’ evil
Bad bird, pick him, Eagle
Bitches bleed to
Multiple murder
Dem nerd yah nuh know ’bout war
Run dem down like track star
One inna him back, bwoy drop flat
Gi him everyting ina di clip, suh it all
Watch him head a boom pon di grung like ball
Cyan escape, lock down all estate
Heartless rage
Tell di morgue mek page if a bwoy diss – Wayne
Man a guh hurt unu beyond pain
Quick victory, Zidane aim
Top striker, Leon Bail
Raheem Sterl, machine burst
Nuh need nurse, coroner
Coroner, manna yardie, foreigner
We nuh fuck wid boring girl
We nuh fuck wid boring girl

[Chorus: Vybz Kartel]
Heh
Mi have ah Glock name “Got You”
Run yuh down, shot yuh
Doctor cyan patch yuh
Watch yuh inna chapel inna coffin like statue
Luke, Mark, Matthew (Matthew)
Rise di mac to