| Hey Dipsy
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| Badmind is a hell of a thing
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| Notnice…
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| A Popcaan
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| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
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| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
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| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
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| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
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| Hey…
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| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
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| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
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| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
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| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
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| Well, alright
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| As a youth weh a grow…
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| Go to school, yet still nuh have nothing fi show
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| Suffer to the limit
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| So, it cyan go no more when me pass
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| A set say, «dawg», while the rest dem call me, «jancrow»
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| But music me never stop make
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| Still go a studio go sweat until the lyrics start set
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| Whole heap of people start fret
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| Now me hear bere man a send threat
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| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
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| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
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| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
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| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
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| Hey…
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| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
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| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
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| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
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| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
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| «Yo, Popcaan dead!» |
| That a dem pledge and motto
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| Vampire waan my blood fi drink like cocoa
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| Kill me? |
| That a unuh error
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| 'Cause if unuh kill me, unuh haffi kill Stamma Terro
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| Me no rich, me is just a ghetto youth like the rest
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| Write mi song dem, try fi be one of the best
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| But me done know what a unuh stress
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| True mi say, Vybz Kartel and Ryno the whole of unuh vex
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| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
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| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
|
| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
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| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
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| Hey…
|
| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
|
| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
|
| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
|
| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
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| Well, alright
|
| As a youth weh a grow…
|
| Go to school, yet still nuh have nothing fi show
|
| Suffer to the limit
|
| So, it cyan go no more when me pass
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| A set say, «dawg», while the rest dem call me, «jancrow»
|
| But music me never stop make
|
| Still go a studio go sweat until the lyrics start set
|
| Whole heap of people start fret
|
| Now me hear bere man a send threat
|
| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
|
| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
|
| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
|
| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal?
|
| Hey…
|
| Jah Jah, protect me pon the battlefield
|
| Some bwoy no know how tackle feel
|
| Dem waan see me dead, yo, a that dem feel?!
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| How me fi dead and me no eat no meal? |