(Chorus) This one is a trap/ To those in a zinc jungle/ gun shot clap/ And just a rush and stumble/
(Luciano) and truly, I don't like to see/ The way of the youths, are living They don't read bibles, they don't even pray/ Oh my God, show the way/
(Anthony B) Now we ah living in a zinc fence Ah where the youth have gun in a zinc fence some so wicked, them a for the devil/
In a zinc fence Anthony B and beg you humble/ zinc fence if you not clean, youth man you crumble/
Some rise, fall/ some never up, no not at all/ Some hungry, nah stop from Mount corner full of white squan, cha
They we, from outta me motherland/ And slave pon dem And carry can lift capture land/ Can't no continent from no island/
(Chorus) one is a village trap/ To those in a fence jungle/ gun shot clap/ And just a rush and stumble/
(Luciano) me tell em fi good/ Put down the and tude/ Though happy and turn on the heat instead/
Man a lick gun fire like rain/ Another youth life gone down the
(Chorus) This one is a trap/ To those in a zinc jungle/ Another gun shot And everybody just a and stumble/
(Anthony B) Now we ah living in a fence jungle/ Ah where the youth gun in a bungle/ zinc jungle/ some so wicked, a work for the devil/
In a fence jungle/ Anthony B and beg you humble/ fence jungle/ your not clean, youth man you gonna crumble/
Black man the wealthiest kingdom/ And they use and bring we down/ And we as poor man in di slum/ Sufferation, nowhere to turn/ Luciano won't you help me explain one?/
(Luciano) Really and truly, I like to see/ The way of the youths, are today/ They don't read their bibles, they don't pray/ Oh my God, show the way/
(Anthony B) Now we ah living in a fence jungle/ Ah the youth have gun in a bungle/ fence jungle/ some so wicked, them a work for the