Lyrics

Don't know how the thing go

Oh, woah

Straight

First thing

Mama tell me say, me born special

And if that dem rather want see me suffer

Just like they did to Jesus

See dem kill him in front him own mother

Look what Cain do to Abel (yeah, man)

And the two a dem was brother

How me fi trust another

Won't even trust me shadow

The crime rate keep running up

God and gun a my only luck

Fuck all a who want see the Ras fall

One bag a gun hold me up (suck your mother)

Right now, me hot like (hahaha)

Nuh make dem cool me off

Try run een inna me spotlight (seen)

Rifle shot fold dem up

Some are wise and some otherwise

But a one shot close dem eyes

Really (really)

Badness

Nuh give dem no other dime

Man a full dem up a dollar coin

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