(Intro)
Some bwoy just full a bag a talking
Tell yo how dem thing long like garling
Things talk dem gone pon fasting
No battle dem cyaa win
Dem a seh dem ever have it and dem naw go fa
Seh dem have the ground lifter and the wall cutter
Dem strap wid the short, short and the tall upper
Weh sing sweet like junior tucker
(Chorus)
Wi no tek talk from nobody
Wi no tek talk from nobody
Anyweh wi walk mi seh wi have hi
Yeh wi ever have hi
Grands Pen ever have hi
Wi no tek talk from nobody
Wi no tek talk from nobody
Anyweh wi walk mi seh wi have hi
Yeh wi ever have hi
Fark land ever have hi
(Verse 1)
It no meck sense yo tell mi bout mi mother youth
Plantin ripe yo cyaa tell it no bother shoot
If a clarks yo got mi have a badder boot
So when yo dress in a yo dadder suit
Meck sure yo bad fi real
bad by yo self
Cause anytime wi step fi yo, yo cyaa look no help
And even if yo strap wi beat yo wid yo own a belt
So know yo self, yo tough up like a ice yo melt
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(Verse 2)
Mi seh nough weh seh dem bad
And seh dem have it never touch hi yet
A tell wi dem wicked
And dem no brave like mi puppy vet
Yeh wi bad wi step in a cemetery meck the duppy fret
And when wi step wi meck wi left with no regret
Dem bwoy deh dem no bad dem just a talker
And dem buss shot off a
And when the thing a starter dem a run like Asafa
Cyaa kick but dem a baller
Yeh man dem a follow
And dem no bad like ZJ Liquid daughter
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Verse 1)
(Repeat Chorus)
