| Before mi sit down and dead fi hungry
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| Prefer tear the road from town to country
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| Wi cyaa be no gazer in a them yah last days yah
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| Riley, wi tell them seh a out a road wi seh
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| Anyweh the money deh check mi round deh
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| Reound deh mi deh
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| Mi naw go itch up in a yah
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| Rapped up under sheet
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| Out a road mi seh, food haffi eat
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| Yow a out a road wi seh
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| Anywhe the monney deh check mi round deh
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| Round deh mi deh
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| Mi naw go sit down and a panda
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| Naw relax pon no veranda
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| When money call mi haffi answer
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| Them wonder if macka in a mi bed
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| Mi cyaa sleep caw the money plan up in a mi head
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| Si the road deh, the white line mi turning it red
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| Before mi si mi daughter hungry mi rather dead
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| Buss off head fi the one weh try stop da food yah
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| From a likkle youth mi deh in a da hunting mood yah
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| Hustler from when mi deh pon suda
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| And meck it worst, mi get big and get mi likkle junior
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| I prefer to ask than to beg
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| But mi prefer to beg than to theft
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| Hustle fi mi own that’s my belief
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| Go hard fi every sheet and every leaf
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| Every coin pree devour fi the treader
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| Any means fi the greens ghetto dreams
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| Mi no have none but mi full a ghetto plan
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| So this mi haffi seh to all the little ghetto ones
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| Education, determination, equal elevation
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| Uplift yo nation |