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Haters cyaan stop me shine so we nuh worry Unnu mind we draw fi di thing dem inna hurry No matter weh dem try or dem cyaan drive we out Yeah. See we and them don't know we Still a

And Babylon a gamble the youth dem life like racehorse And gi dem a uniform and a shave dem head with razors And now the clock a strike war, don't be amazed cause inna dem

Cutlass candies sit down you know you can't stand me Like ohh better get em back push dem niggas back I hear dem boyz come'n dirty. Like ohh better get em back push dem bitches back

We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada

And start bank it up inna federal reserves And then Rasta fuck it up and insight riot Warn dem fi cool and we did warn dem fi quiet Now dem hear the kick drum di snare and di hi

Bruk di cocky like dry macka stik Enuff gyal flop weh yuh fit. Nuff ah dem pop dung Wen time mi tell dem dis Mi wah yuh fi peddle an wheel Pon dat big

Mi check it out deep down to di grandma want mi So a grudge di bwoy grudge mi di bwoy badmind mi That's why mi argument drop pon all. Romie and him big fat sista naomi Di two a

Revolution, caw we must repatriate Anytime now Babylon dem a go get a red 'Fraid di government a get 'fraid Anytime now Babylon dem a go get a red Dem separate we and still wan'