ROLL OUT! MOUTH OUT!
Poor people, Governor
Sending a message to some guy who said he was a thug
Pray the lady killed the baby, she's in blood
And they're mad because they want to get them thug
Well,
you don't see the country mash up,
the morals gone
Gonna start pointing fingers at the world if you blame but
True society, they don't take no responsibility
They just call artists names
The youths, they don't go to Sunday school
Violence and rule, they don't play no ring game
When me a certain things pon the news Me a tell you nuh jump,
here come a shame
Well,
first thing them start do is raping off the ladies them
New thing them come with them,
killing off the babies them
You could shall love the little children and then bless them
But some boy just a abuse and a molest them Worries a go up in you,
no wait till we catch them
And don't believe so we forget the little wrecks them
Who?
Say the little young girl, the man a pest them
Who them just a scold the little breast them
You don't see the country mash up,
the morals gone
Gonna start pointing fingers at the world if you blame but
True society,
they don't take no responsibility They just call artists names
The youths,
they don't go to Sunday school Violence and rule,
they don't play no ring game
When me a certain things pon the news Me a tell you nuh jump,
here come a shame
Where a go up me when we kill off the nephews and we niece them
Where a go up me when we can't trust the police them
Who a give the youths them gun figure,
grease them
No man a study again, come no make we teach them
Don't forget the police and the tank you inner you speech them
Don't forget to give the senior citizens the seed them
The youths them a with you to make we reach them
Save them from the predators like some of the priests them
You don't see the country mash up,
the morals gone
Gonna start pointing fingers at the world if you blame but
True society,
they don't take no responsibility They just call artists names
The youths,
they don't go to Sunday school Violence and rule,
they don't play no ring game
When me a certain things pon the news Me a tell you nuh jump,
here come a shame
Church and state,
Jamaica morally decayed Because you people never partake,
you never care take
You treat the people like a fake,
you people are some bait
Yo but we got fate,
yo me say the country a mash up