Lyrics Countri Bunkan - Melodic Yoza

You know, coming from the country
It ain't always easy
Living this city life
So I say
Hold tight don't let go
This is the life that I know
From mi little and a grow
Them use to be like boy wey yu a go

Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from
Talking 'bout you gunman
That is such a dumb plan
Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone
He didn't pass his common entrance
Could not get an entrance, put off in a section
And did I even mention his revelation
Was like a life sentence, yea
Then I heard he go
This is the life I know
Yoza wey him sey
This is the life I know
Yoza wey him sey
This is the life I know
Whoa, whoa
Now, now, now, now, now, now
Whine it up and let it go
Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw
Reminisce about them day of flying kites
My slingshot gigs and my yo-yo
Mi gone

Don't wanna live my life with regrets
But these are the days I can forget
Since my mommy left I been out of breath
Some perfect stranger try to take disrespect
Yes, I went to school without a lunch box
Remember when they use to call me dunce bat
But look how the dunce youth bounce back
Damn snap now what's that cool
Mama say boy you so much baddaretion
I'm too hard ears, why you won't listen
And move me away with my auntie out in Kingston
And tell me Yoz you got to change your occupation
I found myself in the valley of decisions
And my decision is to fulfill my vision
And hit the world with this music revelation
'Cause no matter what they do
They can't stop the countri bunkan

Hey, countri bunkan
Go back where you come from
Talking bout you, gunman
That is such a dumb plan
Gwaan go beat drum pan
Try and be someone
He didn't pass his common entrance
Could not entrance, put off in a section
And did I even mention his revelation
Was like a life sentence yea
Then I heard he go
This is the life I know
Yoza wey him sey
This is the life I know
Yoza wey him sey
This is the life I know
Whoa, whoa
Now, now, now, now, now, now
Whine it up and let it go
Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw
Reminisce about those days
When Barry G used to play all over the radio
I'm a pro

Twenty years of overnight success
From sound splash right back to Sumfest
And all these years man, I did invest
But them no press so I've got to express, oh yes
I've been to many of soundclash
When DJ used to put soundbox on truck back
Fi reach a dance just to get a one chat
Damn, snap that's way back cool
Tippa Lee and Rapper Roberts combination
Lieutenant Stitchie used to do it on stereo one
And Papa Levi used to rock it on the version
Mi god mi king his name is Yoshua
Yo him inspire me to be a mic chanter
So I mask with the mic around the ample fire
Countri boi in town and it's a take over

Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from
Talking 'bout you gunman
That is such a dumb plan
Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone
He didn't pass his common entrance
Could not get an entrance, put off in a section
And did I even mention his revelation
Was like a life sentence, yea
Then I heard he go
This is the life I know
Yoza wey him sey
This is the life I know
Yoza wey him sey
This is the life I know
Whoa, whoa
Now, now, now, now, now, now
Whine it up and let it go
Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw
Reminisce about them day of flying kites
My slingshot gigs and my yo-yo
Mi gone

And all my countri bunkans
You know we all got it somedays
And we gon' work this out
Some way