| Down a Jungle, down a Reema
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| Down a Two Mile
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| Down a Painland
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| Down a Backto
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| Over WaterHouse
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| Down a Riverton, Cview Garden
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| Wi proud a who wi is
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| Proud a who wi is
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| Proud a the dungeon
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| Deh suh wi come form
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| Suh mi proud a every hungry days
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| A that meck man suh brave
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| And mi proud a every broke days
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| Caw now man a save
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| Be proud a who you is
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| Proud a who you is
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| Proud a the dungeon
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| Deh suh you come from
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| You need fi proud a every hungry days
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| A that meck you suh brave
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| And proud a every broke days
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| Now you need fi save
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| If hungry don’t kill mi already
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| That cyaa kill mi again
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| Cause a nuff time mi hungry till mi tripe dem bend
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| A bulla and a bag juice
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| That alone mi would a jump
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| If mi every get a cane bump
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| Nuh day mi never switch up in a the gideon
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| In a mi one pear a sneakers
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| Mi one black pants
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| Dem time deh Jah, Jah, did a prepare me
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| Now as a ghetto youth, a ghetto youth a tear me
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| Wi naw turn wi back pon the zink fence
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| Wi just waan dem turn wall
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| And fix up mama stall
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| Mi waan si every sour lime become sweet
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| And every board house turn concrete
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| Nuh tell mi bout knowledge
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| Wi have that from the start
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| Wi know bout wi book but still wi street smart
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| Nuh tell wi bout food, weh you a try prove?
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| Mama a mi passion so best yo excuse |