Intro…..
“Feel like dem safe
But all is not well. Sum bwoy a big gun Jezebel”
Cha!
CHOURUS
Oh yuh cum eh tell me se bad and yuh wicked
Me check it out and yuh a big gun stupid
And if yuh have a one gun fe shoot, nobody feel say yuh cyaan dis ahh
De Crew.
Oh yuh cum eh tell me se yuh wicked and yuh bad
Me check it out and yuh a big gun barrel ah
And if yuh have a one gun fe shoot
Nobody feel say yuh cyaan dis ah de crew
VERSE#1
Anything me say about de gun is fi yah cause
How him love de gun but him not give it a pass
Now him come eh tell me say him bad like ah yass
Nah go left him gun because him ah need a wass
Big mouth ah massive bout ahh yuh ah run yard
Mine yah African collectard yuh big fard
Yuh buckle dem ah ruckle dem ah go mash up yard
Silent and go tool, and cum out now play hard
Dem don’t know Peter cock, dem don’t know John dard
Man fi slap yah pon yuh mouth and make yah spin like record
CHOURUS
VERSE#2
Ayo Mr. Wicked and bad wats yuh style
Ah tell me say yuh true and yuh simple like a hile
Anything yuh see yuh just squeeze off and smile
Well ifa so yuh bad yuh betta ease de profile
I know fe dem ah say dem walk all hundred mile
De murda, de man and de woman and de child
Wash out ya mouth yuh likkle food bout yah while
Yuh skin will slee and scratch yuh like sum old cocoa dile
CHOURUS
VERSE#3
Respect dem man dem from garden and jungle
Pour more the same and don’t in an noreactle
Big gun yuh wyaan fe bust, but why you better fumble
Wyaan fe gun de corner, but de corner I gone run do
Likkle bit ah bwoy gonna push up and ah crumble
Show him said de gun, maybe feel de angle
Look and go visit ah dem first ah go stumble
I give dem deh gun, ask dem wah dem ah do
CHOURUS
Lyrics Submitted by DADE County reggae translator