| Warning Sign!
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| And return to the foundation
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| This is Edley Shine and a Notch
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| Kids from foreign live, click click
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| And now ya boom boom click
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| Watch this!
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| (vocalizes)
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| A lotta man nuh get nuh (pum-pum) tonight, no
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| A lotta woman nuh get nuh (pum-pum) tonight-ight
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| Becuh ya see decision is getting harder
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| And ya know sir Born Jamericans will live long and prosper
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| Come on ay!
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| Jah mi seh red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Kids pon de mic, we are de star fi de show
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| Red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Ed pon di microphone so all the mass of y’all a blow
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| Mi seh easy pon the toker, Edley Shine is relaxed
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| Ya cyaan get de message, then we send it pon a fax
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| Watch pon de riddim, how me cool and relaxed
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| When ya see de red light, some boy give a stop
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| Rub-a-dub he tried to hurt on Edley Shine, nuh decieved
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| When you see de yellow light, some boy reduce your speed
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| Reggae music a de wata, so tell it to ya daughter
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| When she wine up in a dance, you might think she outta order
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| It’s not the slackness, I man a defend
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| Now ya get de green light, so make de niceness begin
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| Cuz a red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Kids pon de mic, we are de star fi de show
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| Red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Ed pon di microphone so all the mass of y’all a blow
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| Ay!
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| I’m feeling 'orny, woah, ya best believe I want punani
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| Woah, you want di body from Johnny
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| Woah, only punani from Lonnie
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| Woah, it’s like, how’d 'em gonna manage?
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| When de kids from foreign know how to do damage, woah, hey
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| How’d 'em gonna manage?
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| When de kids from foreign know how to do damage, woah, hey
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| Detrimental is the cause fi de crowd dem applause
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| Warning, warning, danger, danger, intrudah inna de law
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| Dancehall is protected by a light which is a red
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| Infrared is de texture pointin' straight to ya head
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| Ya better learn 'bout de foundation you neglect
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| Warning sign 'cause Ricky D and Josie will get respect
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| Bogle never run de wata 'scape, land start de trend
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| When ya play at Studio One, watch people wheel on back
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| Universal is the message of all which is true
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| We got the culture to the box because we’re long overdue
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| As a rub-a-dub-a rebel, head back into time
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| Take a ho, cock stand up and start newly design
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| Lord mi prayers can all cheer for reggae music set speed
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| And start press pon de gas because the light done turn green
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| Mi seh red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Kids pon de mic, we are de star fi de show
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| Red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Ed pon di microphone so all the mass of y’all a blow
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| Ay!
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| Some girls look good, but dem but dem nuh ready, no
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| Some girls look good, but dem but dem nuh ready, no, hey
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| Warning sign is getting hotter, so tell me what’s the matter?
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| Another form of block music servin' up from de platter
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| Foundation and revival so its time to rekindle
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| The days when dancehall was filled with lyrics that you can feel
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| Like the lyrics that make ya happy, the lyrics that make ya sad
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| The lyrics that make ya feel the lastin' love that ya had
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| Conscious lyrics to make ya pray to Almighty Jah
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| Mi born a foreign but mi love y’all still
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| Mi a go shout it out pon a mountain or a hill
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| Keep ya culture, keep ya soul and not just comin' from the Shine
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| Somethin' fi ya heart and a thought fi ya mind
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| Inclanation is dead, you betta heed de warning sign, eh eh
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| Jah mi seh red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Kids pon de mic, we are de star fi de show
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| Red light, yellow light, green light, go!
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| Ed pon di microphone so all the mass of y’all a blow
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| Warning, said it’s a warning sign
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| Some boy ya dead before ya reach border line
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| Warning, said it’s a warning sign
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| Some boy ya dead before ya reach border line
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| Red light, green light, go
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| Red light, green light, go
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| And me don’t start
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| Red light, green light, go
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| Red light, green light, go
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| And me don’t start, yea |