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Murder - Mr. Easy



     
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1. Some little bwoy dis me the other day
An swear say dem get away
But anyweh we see dem bwoy deh a stray
Di whol a dem a get spray
Mama she a beg an a hope an pray
Seh nuh badda wid the gun play
But some little bwoy nuh know how badman stay
An a run guh fi AKCHO
But anybody test my door after hours dat a murder (bruck bruck out, bruckout bruckout)
We know the flex we know tha score
We are ready for whatever (bruck bruck out, bruckout bruckout)2. Some little bwoy a talk up inna dem nose
An a give we pure gun pose
We nuh give no respect to fools like those
Weh a wear up the do clothes
Rally pon mi ends and a hol a snooze
Under some Indoes
See my enemy and all of my foes
A screechie an a tip toesCHO

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Mr Easy is a man over-flowing with music and melodies that deal with the more harmonious aspects of life and living. He was born in the verdant, undulating hills of the Cockpit Country. The transition at the age of ten, for this country boy, to the cold, gray streets of New York City was not an easy rite of passage. Mr. Easy, who was named for his laid back and easy demeanor faced an awkward transition to New York being Jamaican born, yet of African heritage, something which always seems to create a dilemma of the soul.

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