(Chorus)
None a dem nuh bad mi swear
None a dem nuh bad mi swear
None a dem nuh bad mi swear
Dem a eat gyal pum, pum, hair
If dem a ductor mi nuh have no fair
None a dem bwoy deh nuh bad
None a dem bwoy deh nuh bad
A brag bout guns weh dem have
Da likkle fool deh nuh bad

(Verse 1)
Dem fi know mi a mad somebody
You nuh bad man, you a big punanny
Yo done know seh you naw kill nobody
Suh stop tell lie pon yo self
A brag bout gun wid the laza beam pon hi
Mi knock him down wid a rusty maggy
Look wa the punk dem do Addi
Dem sell out the man like Marcus Garvey
Dem only bad wid the paper
Fi dem badness pay fa
Mi a kill dem mi nuh cater
No batty bwoy cyaa run Jamaica

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)
MI si dem a team up
A hide back a big entourage shield up
A spend nuff money fi guard dem head back
But dem face a go shell out like a peanut
Mi nuh fear bwoy weh a trk feel up
Yow Delaviv everything seal up
South side man dem well serious
My dawgs dem too f**king evilous
Pon the zink fence the rifle lean up
And the hand gun dem a get clean up
Tonight when mi step pon dem bwoy deh bloodclaat endz
Dem brain a fly go Venus

(Repeat Chorus)