verse
Doh ramp wid the bloodclaat swamp a nuh blank
One Gena a one Gena dem a battyman dred
Man shot him and watch him breath leave him body
Reema nah shot him and fled
O God o God o God tears affi shed
Anything run up in a wi dead
Anything run up in a mi dead
Anything run up in a mi dead
Anything run up in a mi dead
verse
If a shoot a shoot out wi never yet hide
When mi kill some pussy any man weh tek side
Three in a dem face three in a dem head side
From the yeng yeng start a death ride
The gun a chump fire buss yuh chest wide
Yuh friend a try run and him slide
Mi nuh have pity mi have pride
Slap it in a him face wah do some bwoy
From mi tell the crocs Spain suh
Quick wi run yuh dung in a the streets and buss yuh brain suh
Common a killer dem have killer friend
We never trod the same route