Now dem burn down the herb field
And bring in the coke
90 A day, old woman throat a get cut
Now we a go kill dem with bud
Remember when the dread dem did a bun dem ganja pipe
Cook dem Ital and a eat a U-Nite
From the Babylon start the ganja fight
And bring in the big coke pipe
From that a pure shot up, and stab up, and mash up, and chop up
Jailhouse full up and prison get pack up
Every day you hear another ghetto youth shot up
The brethren a run and get a knife inna him stomach
The mother a bawl say her son shouldn't give up
Youth a sell coke and dem a get corrupt
Every day you hear another coke head mash up
That's why me waan the youth fi start live up
Remember when the dread dem did a bun dem ganja pipe
Cook dem Ital and a eat a U-Nite
From the Babylon start the ganja fight
And bring in the big coke pipe
Coke head, we a go bag dem one by one
Gal and boy, flop dem two by two
Gal and boy, beat dem three by three
Gal and boy, dust dem four by four
'Cause me say no coke head can't come through mi door
Whether him rich or whether him poor
Send back the smuggler a El Salvador
Tell dem we no waan dem pon we seashore
See the coke head deh, me a go bat dem fi four
When me bat dem, it's like dem gone pon tour
Make dem know say I and I is hardcore
Right ya now Jah man, him can't come through mi door
Me will whip dem one by one
Gal and boy, whip dem two by two
Gal and boy, whip dem three by three
Lord, we a go flop dem four by four
Now remember when the dread dem did a bun dem ganja pipe
Cook dem Ital and a eat a U-Nite
From the Babylon a give ganja fight
And bring in the big coke pipe
From that a pure rattle pon, grabble pon, bottle pon, miss up
Marrow a fly and head back a buss up
Youth a get hungry and dem try start twist up
Just the other day one liver get stiff up
The man weh get the money, him don't waan split up
True the greedy business man get miss up
Then the family and friends a say a set up
All they waan the youth dem fi do is say live up
Remember when the dread dem did a bun dem ganja pipe
Cook dem Ital and a eat a U-Nite
From the Babylon a give ganja fight
And bring in the big coke pipe
Watch out, man a pure stab up, and chop up, and mash up, and shot up
Jailhouse full up and prison get pack up
Youth nowadays, some of dem a think corrupt
A deal with the coke and the business is corrupt
Some sell dem out, some life get mash up
Bae to your boss say, "No money nah come up"
Ass hit a true and wifey get burn up
Badman bredda from country, him a come up
Bae to your run through some bush and burrow
Wifey bredda say she must get blood up
Anytime him hold her, she must get stab up
Bae different a ites, she no waan get blend up
No waan inna nothing, she no waan get tie up
She nervous, she nervous, she nervous, she nervous
Start to get hot like something inna thermos
Boom! Marrow fly, it spread, she famous
Remember when the dread dem did a bun dem ganja pipe
Cook dem Ital and a eat a U-Nite
From the Babylon start the ganja fight
And bring in the big coke pipe
Coke head, we a go bag dem one by one
Gal and boy, flop dem two by two
Lord, a me say kick dem three by three
Then a when we rush dem four by four
Hear me, me say no coke head can't come through mi door
All coke head go back a El Salvador
Whether you rich or whether you poor
I man Cutty Ranks a come down hardcore
Me no waan none of unuh pon we seashore
Listen Cutty Rank, me a go give unuh some more
When me bat a coke head, me bat that before
Bat him like him gone pon tour
Rush dem one by one
Gal and boy, bag dem two by two
Gal and boy, kick dem three by three
Gal and boy, rush dem four by four
Hear me now
Remember when the dread dem did a bun dem ganja pipe
Cook dem Ital and a eat a U-Nite
From the Babylon a give ganja fight
And bring in the big coke pipe
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