| Ghetto youth when yo wire the battlefield
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| Don’t left yo weapon and yo shield
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| Who cyaa hear dem a go feel
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| And wi no fraid a people
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| Ghetto youth when yo wire the battlefield
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| Don’t left yo weapon and yo shield
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| Know who fake from who real
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| Caw wi no fraid a people
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| Cyaa come a battlefield if yuh a Prentice
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| Supn weh pull out yo teeth like dentist
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| So mi find out seh nuff a dem a ensis
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| Seh dem a badman mi ask dem when since
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| So mi find out dem bwoy yah a try a hit
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| Him meck a drive by and then him get him tire split
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| How mi no listen weh dem a chat wid dem lire lip
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| The eagle fly dung and him wind get a fire clip
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| Yo could a bad like a Steve Austin
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| Like Goliath could a big and trapting
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| Ready fi go dash in a the trash bin
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| Meck wi show dem how wi deal wid napkin
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| How dem seh dem cold and dem no know bout napkin
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| A tell man bout dem wi meck gunshot sing
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| Mi no in a the trace nor lash thing
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| Dem bwoy deh just a chat, chat, chat
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| Cyaa frighten mi, cyaa frighten mi
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| And dem cyaa send vampire wid no bite fi mi
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| Oily Selassie a him shine the light fi mi
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| In a the dark, or in a the day, or in a the night fi mi
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| When dem a do road tell dem a sky si mi
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| And mi unlimited dem cyaa stifle mi
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| And dem cyaa send no sniper fi come rifle mi
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| A good over evil |