| Hotter fire bun dem down
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| If dem si di youth dem and a gun dem down
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| One ball a fire a go run dem down
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| Tell dem Nia Bingy a go drum dem down
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| Mi seh fire a go bun dem down
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| If dem si di youth dem and a gun dem down
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| One ball a fire a go run dem down
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| Tell dem Nia Bingy a go drum dem down
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| Mi and none a dem naw travel pon any trip
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| Inna di seat of corruption mi seh many sit
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| Look like from corruption dem a benefit
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| Dem cyaa poison mi, mi naw go drink dem frenny sip
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| Babylon dem full a bullets and semi clips
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| And dem ready fi go send yuh inna di cemetery
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| Intensive fear mi no waan any drip
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| Fire man a bun so meck mi tell yuh this
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| If dem tell yuh seh dem clean am no buying it
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| Cause dem never speak no truth, dem only lying it
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| Cause dem never waan yo live, dem waan yo die in it
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| That’s why dem send dem snipers come spying it
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| Cause dem don’t fraid fi meck yo brains fly in it
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| Another hopeless mother will be crying it
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| Fi si are son Lydon inna him own a blood
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| Him drying it, and then dem denying it
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| Hey ghetto youth
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| Bullet and rifle it no fraid fi meck yo stifle
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| But remember she life is a cycle
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| And Babylon wi kill yo true dem waan a title
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| So wi no come round yah fi idle
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| Alright so mi bun dem inna di day and inna di night
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| And so mi bun di wicked man dem inna di right time
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| Hey Selassie him a di first, him a wi lifeline
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| Hey ghetto youth then tell yo this |