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Oh,
oh
Yeah
Crying
Oh,
yeah,
ayy
Oh
Crying
Oh,
yeah
Mama
abal
Oh
Sister
abal
Yeah
Crying
Oh,
yeah,
yeah
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
No,
yeah,
yeah
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mama
abal
When
she
go
there
see
her
son
mar
up
on
the
tile
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
beg
I'm
a
one
son,
no
bother
give
no
more
leg,
no
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mama
abal
When
she
go
and
see
her
pickney
mar
up
on
the
tile
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
beg
And
me
pickney
dem
no
kill
dem
in
front
me
Just
now
me
serious,
me
tell
dem
from
2005
And
every
day
me
see
the
dirty
crime
rate
rise
Right
now
mankind
is
antagonus
Make
sure
know
your
friends,
you
haffi
pick
dem
carefully
People
you
cannot
trust
You
haffi
look
up
to
the
system
Because
the
system
nah
look
down
on
you
What
we
a
go
do?
This
bag
a
friend,
this
bag
a
crew
But
only
chosen
are
few
Yeah,
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mama
abal
When
she
go
and
see
her
pickney
mar
up
on
the
tile
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
beg
And
me
pickney
please
no
kill
dem
in
front
me,
oh
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
abal
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mammy
beg
And
I
no
wanna,
and
I
no
wanna
Lord,
Lord,
Lord
have
mercy
What
we
a
go
do
to
make
ends
meet?
We
nah
have
no
work,
more
youths
inna
the
street
The
guns
dem
loose,
we
got
a
lot
of
thief
But
when,
when
this
violence
cease?
And
tell
me
who's
the
judge?
Who
is
just?
Who
is
righteous?
Oh,
tell
dem
self
they
can't
trust
They
are
the
one
that
always
Ends
up
fighting
with
us
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mama
abal
When
she
go
there
see
her
son
mar
up
on
the
tile
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
beg
I'm
a
one
son,
no
bother
give
no
more
leg,
no
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mama
abal
When
she
go
and
see
her
pickney
mar
up
on
the
tile
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
beg
And
me
pickney
dem
no
kill
dem
in
front
me
Just
now
me
serious,
me
tell
dem
from
2005
And
every
day
me
see
the
dirty
crime
rate
rise
Right
now
mankind
is
antagonus
Make
sure
know
your
friends,
you
haffi
pick
dem
carefully
People
you
cannot
trust
You
haffi
look
up
to
the
system
Because
the
system
nah
look
down
on
you
What
we
a
go
do?
This
bag
a
friend,
this
bag
a
crew
But
only
chosen
are
few
Yeah,
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mama
abal
When
she
go
and
see
her
pickney
mar
up
on
the
tile
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
beg
And
me
pickney
please
no
kill
dem
in
front
me,
oh
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
daddy
abal
And
I
no
wanna
na-na
to
mammy
beg
And
I
no
wanna,
and
I
no
wanna
Lord,
Lord,
Lord
have
mercy
And
I
no
wanna,
and
I
no
wanna
And
I
no
wanna,
and
I
no
wanna
And
I
no
wanna,
and
I
no
wanna
Lord,
Lord,
Lord
have
mercy
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