Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jail, artist - Busy Signal.
Date of issue: 21.04.2010
Song language: English
Jail |
All who cut off the f**king bracelet — watch it |
All who dead from the leash — refugee |
Busy! |
Seh wi nah go a jail again — oh no! |
And wi never going fail again — oh no! |
Like a ship wi ago sail again — oh oh! |
You would a never see mi call mi friend fi bail again |
Nah see mi a court house no more — oh no! |
Nuh praise get up inna house no more — oh no! |
Mi step out and hold mi own fi sure — oh oh! |
Real hustlers a road a mek money galore. |
So mi seh if you never been to jail before, |
You affi keep a eye open even if you snore, |
Wha mount a card board some man a beat it pon di floor, |
Tired fi mark X and hear the state doors a roar — plus di warder dem, |
If you ever been behind the bars, |
All though some innocent dem of to live with the scars, |
You can’t snitch cause any day you come a road a war, |
You can weak because man wi dip in a you cookie jar |
Seh wi nah go a jail again — oh no! |
And wi never going fail again — oh no! |
Like a ship wi ago sail again — oh oh! |
You would a never see mi call mi friend fi bail again |
Nah see mi a court house no more — oh no! |
Nuh praise get up inna house no more — oh no! |
Mi step out and hold mi own fi sure — oh oh! |
Real hustlers a road a mek money galore |
Mi seh thugs deh pon dah side yah and the spliff di pon di otha, |
Caan diss nuh man weh a do life in a dem yard, |
Get beatin from the warden if you go round di order, |
You caan drop no soap pon di border like she-ba-da |
You caan — have a next man a plait you hair, |
You caan — have a next man a spot you rear, |
Caan — have so much money and food pon you promissory |
And a gwaan like you no waan share. |
Seh wi nah go a jail again — oh no! |
And wi never going fail again — oh no! |
Like a ship wi ago sail again — oh oh! |
You would a never see mi call mi friend fi bail again |
Nah see mi a court house no more — oh no! |
Nuh praise get up inna house no more — oh no! |
Mi step out and hold mi own fi sure — oh oh! |
Real hustlers a road a mek money galore. |