Beenie Man - Beenie Man lyrics
Oh, a dat a oonu a gwan wid Oonu a bawl, caan oonu claim mi come pon T.V wid rupaul No man caan jump bad man wall No naah stall alright first Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy, diggy Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy, diggy Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy, diggy Dong, words wid meaning, hey 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 pa** 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 pa** mi m-i (n******gs bleed jus' like us) Picture me being fraid of a Bwoy weh bus di same gun as me (n******gs bleed jus' like us) Picture me being 'fraid to defend my life a g.p (n******gs bleed jus' like us) Picture me run away from a fight a some bwoy mussy bright (n******gs 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 n******g 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 pa** mi m-i Well, fi live dung ainna di jungle, yuh haffi have whole heap a sk** Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill pill to k** 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 ma** 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