| Dem think a smile man a greet dem with
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| But a, belt buckle man a beat dem with
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| Likkle pickney dem you mussi think dem big
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| But a, belt buckle man a beat dem with
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| So, if a no black flag a wave then a white
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| A funeral keep after nine night
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| See dem a run down the afterlife
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| Dem a run down the afterlife
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| The pussy dem a get feisty and bright
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| Tell dem fi lowe yard
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| Right now me dawgs dem no have no yard
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| War start bomboclaat, me a go hard
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| Every matic, every rifle, buss up inna sequence
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| Just gi' the Brawlers the go card
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| Bwoy mumma bawl, «Oh Lord»
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| Then wha' mek da matic deh so broad?
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| No mam, no wall
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| You dead fi what you do
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| A that you do
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| Hey, jungle a weh dem feel like?
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| Dem a play to much Grant Theft Auto
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| Bat a fly inna real life
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| Transform like Optimus Prime
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| So my history no re-write
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| You born bad, badness never leave you
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| Just riding a bike
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| Bwoy life fly gone with the kite
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| So, if a no black flag a wave then a white
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| A funeral keep after nine night
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| See dem a run down the afterlife
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| See dem a run down the afterlife
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| The pussy dem a get feisty and bright
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| This year a memorial, last year dem dead off
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| Every link down a Town come a tell me seh
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| All a the black clothes sell off
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| Lef' dem like a wounded dog
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| 'Pon the grung like a mad man spread off
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| You see when the smoke clear
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| Gully run the place clear, dem scared dem run off
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| Dem a try voice fi me place and turn off
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| Get the throne dem up, fi foam dem up
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| Pussy skull a crack like stone a bruk
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| Anyweh this catch a your bone a bruk
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| You drop 'pon your face
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| Me ready fi deal with the wicked that last year
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| Mumma cry and dem a wipe her last tear
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| You no seet seh a casket dem waan share
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| And your likkle friends just get the last year
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| So, if a no black flag a wave then a white
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| A funeral keep after nine night
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| If you cyaan manage war, you fi stay out a fight
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| See dem a run down the afterlife
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| Dem a run down the afterlife
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| Me see seh dem a get feisty and bright
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| If you cyaan manage war |