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Young, young, young, young, young Lord (young Lord)
Hol' up (hol' up)
'Member me tell you say no fi trust Babylon
Dem no know justice, dem a bogus
One bag a hocus pocus

Sunshine
Any time me deh a yard, me haffi load up
'Cause my set a people dem, dem no know love
Dem waan murder me cah me clothes tuff (clothes tuff)
Ice 'round me neck and money a flow nuff
Dem lef' you fold up inna cold blood
That's why without a strappings me no focus
Plus your body hit the grung and then your soul cut
My set a people dem, dem no know love

Bomboclaat, you no see me just a try
I mean I was a fucking kid when me step out with black the eye
Me mama tell me say the world of teaching never lie
Chew you up and spit you out like a bubble gum when it dry
You get 'way if you lucky, if not then a thirty-five
It so fuck up a dem yah kind a living yah mek we feel alive
You tek man fi pussy then sorry when you realize
Say me have the killers and artilleries dem inna overdrive

Mama tell you
Any time me deh a yard, me haffi load up
'Cause my set a people dem, dem no know love
Dem waan murder me, yeah, me know but
A no dem alone have gun, dem a no robot
Ever hot, we never cold up
You better watch you mouth, me mek you fold up
Plus your body hit the ground and then your soul cut
'Cause my set a people dem, dem no know love

If a never music, a probably would a violence
But me never waan be a product a me environment
We face tribulations, till we life end
So me cyaan sorry fi no man, me have me own a problems
Casket a no fi me, jail house a no fi me
Cyaan mek dem get no one up over me, you see me
Could a studio me a go, me no care me a bring it
Me go downstairs fi grab a Lucozade and me have it with me

Mama tell you
Any time me deh a yard, me haffi load up
'Cause my set a people dem, dem no know love
Dem waan murder me, yeah, me know but
A no dem alone have gun, dem a no robot
Dem lef' you fold up inna cold blood
That's why without a strappings me no focus
Fi survive inna the ghetto take you whole guts
'Cause my set a people dem, dem no know love

Dem no know love
My set a people dem, dem no know love
Dem no know love
My set a people dem, dem kill dem own blood, yeah

done

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