| This a fi the youts dem pon the street side
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| Weh sleep inna the cemetery
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| Fi the people weh hustle down town
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| Haffi shuffle and bustle round town
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| Fi the one dem weh work every day
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| But cyaa afford to pay no bills
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| The work feel like slavery
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| But you got to go still
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| Jah know
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| Out yah so dread, hi dread, hi dread
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| Hi dread, hi dread, dread, dread, dread, dread
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| Out a road cold like snow
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| Who feels it know
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| Out yah so dread, hi dread, hi dread, hi dread
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| Hi dread, dread, dread, dread, dread
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| Mama hold her head and bawl
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| Plus it tough like wall
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| Mi haffi talk and mi no care who waan vex
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| Who waan fi hear, who waan deaf
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| Mi haffi talk caw mi naw run weh from Jamaica
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| Mi no care who waan left (government!)
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| How so much tax a collect
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| And the plan dem still naw connect
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| A ghetto people a face it worse
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| One change mi a beg you please mister ref (so!)
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| Rich design fi stay inna riches
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| Poor design fi sleep inna ditches
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| Worst if you love stand fi you right
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| And yo naw lay down like political bitches
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| Everybody love chat that mi notice
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| But if you no feel this
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| You no know this
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| Inna yo yard feel nice, and warm, and coozie
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| But when yo come round yah so
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| Out yah so dread, hi dread, hi dread
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| Hi dread, hi dread, dread, dread, dread, dread
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| Out a road cold like snow
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| Who feels it know
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| Out ya so dread, hi dread, hi dread, hi dread
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| Hi dread, dread, dread, dread, dread
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| Mama hold her head and bawl
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| Plus it tough like wall
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| Almighty Jah, tell mi what we gonna do
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| Please no tell mi seh it hopeless fi true
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| Dem believe inna woman and man
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| But mi pray because mi believe inna you
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| More time mi wonder how wi manage
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| Roof a leak and wi cyaa fix the damage
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| Mi no know how people get so savage
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| Every day pon the news body ravage
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| Dem a kidnap woman and pickney
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| Old people, all the sickly
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| Yow dem no have no heart
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| Bare evil deh inna dem thought
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| Man a dead left right and center
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| And government a knock wi out like contender
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| Dem no care, dem a pretender
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| But wi nah go surrender
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| Out yah so dread, hi dread, hi dread
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| Hi dread, hi dread, dread, dread, dread, dread
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| Out a road cold like snow
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| Who feels it know
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| Out yah so dread, hi dread, hi dread, hi dread
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| Hi dread, dread, dread, dread, dread
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| Mama hold are head and bawl
|
| Plus it tough like wall
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| This a fi the youts dem pon the street side
|
| Weh sleep inna the cemetery
|
| Fi the people weh hustle down town
|
| Haffi shuffle and bustle round town
|
| Fi the one dem weh work every day
|
| But cyaa afford to pay no bills
|
| The work feel like slavery
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| But you got to go still |