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people why don't you come and hear people why don't you come and hear people why don't you come and hear come and hear come and hear come and hear come and hear people realise that the judges are telling lies look at the country now empty heads are feeling proud feeling proud feeling proud educate the narrow minds they see what they wanna see educate the narrow minds they feel what they wanna feel what they feel what they feel think about the times we've wasted now we're in reverse going back to what has been and the judge's still hasn't learned hasn't learned hasn't learned hasn't learned Hey...hey...lord a hey! Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me...mi bawl Mad midda mad midda mad midda mad midda me turn mad up Mad midda mad midda mad midda mad midda me turn mad up, eh! Mad midda mad midda mad midda mad midda me turn mad up Mad midda mad midda mad midda mad midda me turn mad up Me turn mad up Killerman chat the mic me turn mad up Killerman chat the mic me turn mad up Idiot deejay dem a get jack up chat too much and then ya get slap up eh hold my ratchet knife, it just pick up Straight to ya face, ya face it get wet up Even in ya belly, ya belly it get cut up Af we go article ta just big up Genocide crew you know we don't ramp up When you get kick up and slap up and bash up phenomenon up pon ya mic, an me ruff me pull up on and we call out to thee Cos many of those, many of those, many of those don't know how to act many of those d-d-d-d-d-d-don't know how to act many of those, many of those, many of those don't know how to act many of those d-d-d-d-d-d-don't know how to act With the hotter hotter - say you no hotter hotter and when you hafa hafa - hold it in ya ata ata When we flash these lyrics we beg ya pay attention D-O-N, understand me nah man Understand me now Ladies and Gentleman So michael jackson like he went before he was a badman AK fire, and your legs start bun! And you look like the boxer called George Foreman Foreman was a boxer me say from america Killerman me on the mic, come to take over and when me hold the badger up me said it hot like fire And the pum pum print a beg him kill him murder Cos a this a yoot man pon your mic centre We say anywhere we go we have to bun Babylon And we chat microphone like this and that And me keep on run and me keep on... a-ggrr hotta a ggrrimini, ggrrimini, ggrrimini, ggrrimini-oo a gimini Hotta pon ya mic a babbi-nabba-pappatoo, ma-na-ma Hold up on the mic a say me o'bile for you-ah When upon it them a gone up and screw gwan them a never get mmm like me one a-the days im look a see to get me hard degree get to my days, a my day, a da-da dah Murder them a, murder them a run like a who-oo We're Genaside, calling through Prophet to him, brock it to you better body gal a you a stand up and true gwaan like ya ruff, a you no ruff like a who when we chat the mic and then me dagger pass through one a one a two, a go a one dagger two, eh! drop the mic an', pull up a style an' mi get mi wickid up, while to while ah release them shot, live from the gun u nuh die one, and then me massive them a pile up straight to he, and you no say riddim, anywhere me go a say me pull out the clip, bo! this raggamuffin say me ruff and tuff me say anywhere we go the dancehall haf to brock talk wise to woman and we talk like that and we talk all the words for you dedication, eh! this for me good, eh, this for me bad, eh, rock the mic, and a tase up this land hook up a little girl who was a bare imaginey when me check it out she had a gun in her body me na wan no dirrty girl, if she crabby crabby, eh! true raggamuffin pon your mic em cee, bo! drop the mic, i be full up of the style say raggamuffin in a raggamuffin style, eh! bo!

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