Lyrics:
Intro
Yo Congo
More time when yuh too humble
Yeah
Dat will mek yuh get lef inna di jungle
Dats why mi drop dem company
Cyaa dem neva good fah me
Gal dem want a top class rider
Time nuh waan nutten fi dem clyde a
Dem want it front way back way side a
Tell dem friend, dem friend dem nearly
Guns and shots deh ya plenty
Dem run fi di exit and neva see n3
Oh yea wow woi yea
Twelve gauge inna head a chris gayle dem do century
Form fool
Well, hear dis
Original Dan die hearted dog heart
Haffi put de old iron pon dem
Me cyaan live inna no peace ca de whole a dem
Informer dem an dem
DEM DEM
WE NUH FRAID
WE NUH FRAID
FROM DEM
WE NUH FRAID
WE NUH FRAID
FROM DEM
WE NUH FREND
WE NUH FREND
FROM DEM DEM DEM
POLICEBWOY WE NUH
See me-me-me-me-me see di hit man a come
See me-me-me-me-me say me just cyaan' done
Lord a mercy (kill dem)
Duck a dill, dill, dill, say, a boy
The wages of sin is death but the gift of life is eternal, pressure dem
Give thanks to the King of Kings the conquering lion
Ah wah do dem?
Clean
Watch dem in dey face cuh we na fraid or frighten
Tell d whole ah dem day better form a line uh
True me have the energy cuh me no time out
Step
the light and pass the 'Dro (hydro)
Bust another bottle of moe
Girl dem in a my sight and I gots to know
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Cause I'm in on my
Yo, everybody always on top when
Dem man look for me
But when me touch the roof me no see nobody
Yo, but not mine, fam, not mine
Me I start wondering
orphans oh
Any time wey I think am oh
Water dey pour from my eyes oh
Somebody say make I leave am oh
But I say me I must talk am oh
I say them don kill dem
We dem niggas
We dem niggas
That
Body bag
Uh
Uh
Uh
We dem niggas
We dem niggas
We dem niggas
Put you’re body ina body bag
Uh
We dem
We dem
We dem
We
Fi da ghetto youths dem
Everybody inna da struggle yuh hear
A bay sufferation
Inna da nation
A bay blood a run inna da nation
We need elevation
No
Dem bem mem dem bem
Dem bem mem dem bem
Dem bem mem dem bem
Dem bem mem dem bem Ulala
Dem bem mem dem bem mem
Dem bem mem dem bem mem
Dem bem mem
After man a partya hold a real vibes
When mi look, mi see police, mi see di blue light
(When mi look, mi see police, mi see di blue light)
Like dem
Don Corleon Productions
Impossible to stop
Si mi a seh up to di time hi no
Dutty ni–a mi fraid a
Why yo don't wan to si di youths dem aim fi di
We ah go jam 'til the sun
So come here likkle daughta
Have shot ah rum, pipe, water
Fun to you, I'm no crab you a tata (?)
You ah walk out dem ah
INTRO:
Mi nuh know how dem man yah fi talk bout dem a run di place an how dem a badman
A bleach dem face an a cream dem hair inna tight pants
spill
Selasie I, oh Lord
Well, make dem know Babylon while you spread you spill
What we don't have every ghetto youth will
Can't take our own uno better
Unruly
Right ya now
Mi hotta than
Black top tar
Kill any boy
Inna lyrical war
Send couple killy killy
Inna unmark car
Dem a carry news like paper
Mon
Yeh a Nvt3l dis again
The voice of the youths enuh
Why we don't do something Fi di youths
Yeh
Well it's a shame how we treat dem likkle youths yah
All man are the same
Na dem
All boys are scum
Na dem
I don't even like him
Na dem
He's not my kind of guy
Na dem
I need that dark skin guy
Wey tall
Intro:
Heavenly Father
I come to you
In Thanksgiving and praise, ooh Jah
Forgive Dem Jah
4 they know not what they've done
Hook:
A bay
Jam 2, hit's again hey gyal!
Scorn dem
Dem a run dung yuh man, him nuh want dem
A who she? Dog dem
When you see di likkle careless gyal
Tell dem seh
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