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Living Hell
Elephant Man, Ricky Rudy
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Mhm hm
Give it to dem yah
Hum!
Gyal, you no walk in cemetery
Gyal, you no dash 'way no baby
And you never kill none of your pickney
Wha' you fi say?
Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet
Some gyal a commit innocent death
Time alone, some of dem a sketel
Think dem in heaven, but dem living in hell
Hear me nuh, hear me nuh, hear me nuh
Well, badman waan dem son yah
Slam car done yah
Hot inna di summer
Coffin like a plumber
Nice and fat gyal, you know she anuh bun
A so the youth dem haffi come yah 'cause she nah nyam no son
And me love the gyal dem weh a thick, and a whine like a clock
And from you know you fit, gyal, anuh nothing if you fat
Dance the punchline 'cause you no idiot
Elephant Man, Nasty gyal, you fi attack
Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet
Some gyal a crucify dem youth
Time alone, some of dem a sketel
Dem think dem in heaven, but dem living in hell
It's the simple truth, some gyal a go out, dem no like pure fruit
Dem lucky say me stop from wear mi Kung Fu suit
Dem no like see when the apple and cane a bere from the root
Me no waan dem love, me no waan dem sweet fi give me bad tooth
Me no waan dem sour lime, so tell dem keep dem grapefruit
Me no waan dem seven up and put me inna mi pants loop
Me no waan dem mix me up inna man Guinness brew
Dem make me talk some mind
Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet
Some gyal a commit innocent death
Time alone, some of dem a sketel
Think dem in heaven, but dem living in hell
Hear me nuh, hear me nuh, hear me nuh
Well, dem a model a pose, and dem a wear duppy clothes
Dem a murderer
Nuff gyal a gwan hype, original hype no right
But dem a murderer
'Cause dem a model a pose, and dem a wear duppy clothes
Dem a murderer
Nuff gyal a gwan hype, original hype no right
But dem a murderer
Me waan mi son, me waan mi little daughter
A murder! Gun out fi fi youth dem waan slaughter
Waan flush dem out like dutty pipe water
Bimma!
A murder dem deh gyal deh fi charge for
Gyal, you no filthy
Hand inna di air because you nah plead guilty
How Jackie no pregnant and her breast dem so milky?
And a pressure the man fi buy the nightie weh silky
Hey girl, wha' the look out?
Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet
Some gyal a crucify dem youth
Time alone, some of dem a sketel
Dem think dem in heaven, but dem living in hell
Hear me nuh, hear me nuh, hear me nuh
Well, Riddim Dawg waan him son yah
Slam car done yah
Hot inna di summer
Coffin like a plumber
Nice and fat girl, me know she anuh bun
A so the youth dem haffi come yah 'cause she nah nyam no son
And me love the gyal dem weh a thick, and a whine like a clock
And from you know you fit, gyal, anuh nothing if you fat
Dance the punchline 'cause you no idiot
Elephant Man, Nasty gyal, you fi attack
It's the simple truth, some gyal a go out, dem no like pure fruit
Dem lucky say me stop from wear mi Kung Fu suit
Dem no like see when the apple and cane a bere from the root
Me no waan dem love, me no waan dem sweet fi give me bad tooth
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