Oh, a dat a a gwan wid Oonu a bawl, caan claim mi come pon T.V wid rupaul No man caan jump bad man No naah stall alright
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy, Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy, Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy, Dong, wid meaning, hey
Man, a bad man and man, nuh wid nuh rodman And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man Either by a or yuh hang Jah, Jah ranks mi m-i
Man, a bad man and man, nuh wid nuh rodman And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man Either by a or yuh hang Jah, Jah pass mi m-i
(Niggers jus' like us) Picture me fraid of a weh bus di same gun as me (Niggers bleed jus' us) Picture me being to defend my life a g.p
(Niggers bleed like us) Picture me run away from a fight a some bwoy bright (Niggers bleed jus' us) Picture me being fraid fi lock off a bwoy life like a
haffi squeeze the desert es Better yuh ease nigger Well, gun shot a surround yuh breeze Well, shot a tek a bwoy like bees Caan believe, yuh hear mi Bad man just get grieve and seh
Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man Either by a shot or yuh Jah, Jah ranks mi m-i
Well, fi live ainna di jungle, yuh haffi have whole heap a skill Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill to kill Well, big up all di man dem warricka hill, hill, hill What is my favourite when mi dress up in a mi frock
Wid mi wig pon mi head, sixteen over Bragga, dagga, dagga, da twenty five body But Mr. Ria, Mr. Squire, bredda nia, bad man a flex vampire Mi wi shot dung a bwoy and nyam him But the D.J haffi utter
Weh yuh think all my are for Forty-five in control jus to explode on a soul Time changing things more guns bussing More man dying back in the days of pure mass murdering
Well, everyday yuh hear likkle youth gone And m-16 man born Man plant peas and waan reap a gwaan, what a gwaan