Lyrics Survival - Prince Far I

Survival

Survival is the game down in Jamaica especially when you live in a ghetto
Sufferation, see?
Tribulate them
You know a rude boy
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
Mi say, you know di rude boy by di way he even talk (Flash it!)
'Cause, a when him go a dance, him no drink Schweppes
Him a drink Heineken
A murderer (Flash it!)
They said him trouble with a big gun pon him hand
Sometime them stiff an' them said him dead
Him go for enjoyment with him gun
Him go for a gunning spree
Him a murderer (Him a murderer)
Mi said, down in Jamaica when you read di Gleaner an' di Star
Mi said, di bad boy shot dead an' di rude gang at war (Fever)
Is a gun fever (Di gun fever)
Unwanted young man give up
Give up your crime an' robbery
Give up your crime an' robbery
Come in, come in to my
Seven spider think can fly
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he walk
You know di rude boy by di way he talk
You know di rude boy by di way he laugh
Him a murderer (Murderer)
Him a murderer
So, when you see him car light shine a night
Boy, you don’t know if a police or
Say, dem jump over di fence an' tear him leg
Dem tear him
Him said, him tear him
Cah, when him see car light him no know if a police or soldier man
Some time a
Him a murderer (Pow-pow-pow)
Him a murderer (Murderer)
Engineer, engineer, no bother have no fare
Stop being like a young
Mi say, mi drive mi car an' mi have fi push in a gear
Mi a go leave it there
A boy, mi a go leave it there (Maggie)
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he walk
You know a rude boy by di way he talk
You know a rude boy when him go in a dance
Him a drink Heineken
A boy say him don’t drink Schweppes
Mi said, a every time mi read di Gleaner an' di Star
Bad boy shot dead an' di rude boy a war
Him a murderer
Him a murderer
Unwanted young man becomes haunted
No justice on the street for you
No justice on the street for you, rude boy
Shot an' dead, you’ll found yourself in hell
You gonna ruff it an' tuff it down there
You gonna ruff it an' tuff it down-
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
I say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
Say, you know a rude boy by di way he even talk
Him a murderer
Down in Jamaica when you read di Gleaner an' di Star
Bad boy shot dead an' di rude gang at war
Him a murderer
Him a murderer
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
Say, you know a rude boy when him go in a dance
Him no drink Schweppes;
Him a drink Heineken
Him a murderer
Him a murderer (Bee-bow!)
Say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
You know a rude boy by di way he even talk
Say, you know a bad boy by di way he walk
You know a rude boy by di way he talk
Every time you read di Gleaner an' di Star
Bad boy shot dead an' rude gang at war
Him a murderer (Di gun fever)
Down in Jamaica ghetto living is rough, survival is the game
Survival is the game, survival is the game