Lyrics:
Ay, Ay
Pop Skull and Dre Skull
Tell di youth dem fi live life careful, cah
Dog eat dog inna di place where me grow up
Whole heap ah stitch up
heap of mampie there all over
All the gal them big, fat, stink and slubber
And the man them little bit untollerant
Well everybody have a mampie caught
to the track girl, stuck to the timing.
Watch how she move,man a checkout the whining.
Look how she dance with a whole heap a styling.
Woman you know say you
A nuh di boss alone wah cash
Ghetto yutes wah whole heap a money
Ghetto yutes wah put on di pot
Long time we watch dem, an dem fren, a try keep wi
My loving and money gyal mi give yuh whole heap
Treat you so good you say you never will cheat
Nothing weh you have on pon yuh body don't cheap
Gyal
a dance, stand a all over
Me have mi bad-minded friend, Red Fox mi partner
When me come inna the dance, one piece of drama
See the whole heap of mampie there
in a heap o' trouble son
Now just look what you've done!
Saw you on TV with yo' gun
Mercy sakes, I can't do a thing with you
Told ya Dubya's gonna get
and diggety
Hey nonny nonny
Oh, how I love it!
Hey nonny nonny
Riches for Cheap!
Hey nonny nonny
There'll be heaps of it
And I'll be on top of the heap!
My
dat bwoy
Leggo dat, see how it sound QUANG
Level dat, down to di ground, PANG
Nuff a dat, yuh dun know, best a di best
Pretty gyal, whole heap a batty
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
and parching air
And, close beside this aged Thorn
There is a fresh and lovely sight
A beauteous heap, a hill of moss
Just half a foot in height
All lovely
Hold my hand, I hold my own
Gotta get me out of this junkyard heap
Kicking back in marigold summertime dream
It's a good, good life, we got the good
a whole heap of things to go on for the
Ghetto youth all next year.
You done know me as one a dem uprighting ghetto
Youth,
Seen, so we a start from
through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
My
Decomposing in a mangled heap
Unable to speak at all
Only demons answer their call
Necromanicide
Feel the violent surge of pain
Flowing through your
A suspended ring or the mode of laughing
Pebbles drawn from a heap
One of these things
Will tell you something.
Let's tell the future
Let's see how it's
me on a scrap heap to die
Giant American tyrannosaur,
Even the animals are running away.
I'm l.o.s.t. lost
I'm l.o.s.t. lost
I'm l.o.s.t. lost
Man this place goes on for miles
There's heaps and heaps of wedding rings
Equal space for tramps and kings
There's no doberman dogs or security
More dan thirty pon di wrist (Armzhouse records)
Wul heap ah duppy pon di list
And we ah di illest dem nah guh tell you 'cause ah politics (no way,
thing we work pon,
Everyday pon the studio a me a work from
When me see whole heap a girl upon me chune dem get down
Mek we know that we nah waste time
(Nekk?)
(Yeah, Nekk)
(Oh)
Jealous demon on the heap of the money
Imp like the way I do 'em
'Cause I keep 'em sunny-side-up
Tied up
Lies shut
sometime I think barbaric
Call mi brain CoCo Tea wi buss gun wul heap
Flip up suh yuh see if ah real
Di Glock ah brace pon mi jeans
Mi anuh police and mi
to weeks turn to months
A list of goals that will never be done
I try to change yet I can't keep track
On the start line but I set so many laps
Heaps
a lot to smile about so I frown
And I talk a big whole heap of badness
Because my life's a big whole heap of madness
I've seen a lot maybe more than I
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