Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a dead man
Either by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks pass mi m-i
Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a dead man
Either by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks pass mi m-i
(Niggers bleed jus' like us)
Picture me being fraid of a
Bwoy weh bus di same gun as me
(Niggers bleed jus' like us)
Picture me being 'fraid to defend my life a g.p
(Niggers bleed jus' like us)
Picture me run away from a fight a some bwoy mussy bright
(Niggers bleed jus' like us)
Picture me being fraid fi lock off a bwoy life like a light
Willie haffi squeeze the desert es
Better yuh ease nigger leave
Well, gun shot a surround yuh like breeze
Well, copper shot a tek a bwoy like bees
Caan believe, yuh hear mi steve
Bad man just get grieve and sing seh
Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a dead man
Either by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks pass mi m-i
Well, fi live dung ainna di jungle, yuh haffi have whole heap a skill
Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill pill to kill
Well, big up all di man dem from warricka hill, hill, hill
What is my favourite attack when mi dress up in a mi frock
Wid mi wig pon mi head, sixteen over back
Bragga, dagga, dagga, da twenty five body drop
But Mr. Ria, Mr. Squire, bredda nia, bad man a flex like vampire
Mi wi shot dung a bwoy and nyam him liver
But first the D.J haffi utter
Weh yuh think all my guns are for
Forty-five in control jus to explode on a bwoy soul
Time changing things re-arranging more guns bussing
More man dying from back in the days of pure mass murdering
Well, everyday yuh hear another likkle youth gone
And another m-16 man born
Man plant peas and waan reap corn
What a gwaan, what a gwaan