Oh, a dat a a gwan wid Oonu a bawl, caan claim mi come pon T.V wid rupaul No man jump bad man wall 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 pass mi m-i
Man, a bad man and man, nuh wid nuh rodman And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man by a shot or yuh hang Jah, Jah pass mi m-i
(Niggers jus' like us) Picture me being of a weh bus di same gun as me (Niggers bleed jus' us) Picture me 'fraid to defend my life a g.p
(Niggers jus' like us) Picture me run away from a fight a some mussy bright (Niggers bleed like us) Picture me being fraid fi off a bwoy life like a light
Willie haffi squeeze the es Better yuh nigger leave Well, gun shot a yuh like breeze Well, copper shot a tek a like bees Caan believe, yuh hear mi Bad man get grieve and sing 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 pass mi m-i
Well, fi live dung ainna di jungle, yuh haffi have whole heap a Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill to kill Well, big up all di man dem from warricka hill, hill, What is my favourite attack mi dress up in a mi frock
Wid mi wig pon mi head, sixteen back Bragga, dagga, dagga, da twenty body drop But Mr. Ria, Mr. Squire, bredda nia, bad man a flex like Mi wi shot dung a bwoy and him liver But first the D.J haffi
Weh yuh all my guns are for in control jus to explode on a bwoy soul Time things re-arranging more guns bussing More man dying from back in the days of pure mass
Well, everyday yuh hear another likkle gone And another m-16 man Man plant peas and waan corn What a gwaan, a gwaan