Lyrics
Armageddon
style
Run
away
child,
stop
your
running
wild
Change
your
style
In
this
judgement,
this
time
it's
wicked,
wicked,
wicked
and
wild
Sister
Nancy
in
her
Ramadan
style
It
a
go
dread
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
A
go
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
run
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Fire
have
to
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Table
have
to
turn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Fire
have
to
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
run
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
people
a
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Di
Armageddon
style
Slang,
but
it
not
a
ditty
Armageddon
style
Run
away
child,
stop
with
your
Armageddon
style
Hey!
You
know
it's
Armageddon
style!
Hey!
I
say!
The
rich
man
inna
house
and
him
a
drink
champagne
Poor
man
outta
door
and
him
a
nyam
sugarcane
Rich
man
inna
house
and
him
a
sippy-pipe
While
the
poor
man
outta
door
and
him
a
bawl
all
night
A
go
dread
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Fire
have
to
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
run
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
man
a
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
So
let
the
words
of
my
mouth
and
the
meditations
from
my
heart
Be
acceptable
in
thy
sight,
oh
Rastafari
I
say
it
again
I
say
let
the
words
of
my
mouth
and
the
meditations
from
fi
mi
heart
Be
acceptable
in
thy
sight,
oh
Rastafari
Once
again
It
a
go
dread
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Fire
have
to
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Table
have
to
turn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
soul
a
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
run
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
people
a
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Blood
it
a
go
run
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
run
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Because
the
rich
man
inna
house
under
air
condition
The
poor
man
outta
door,
him
don't
have
food
fi
dem
Rich
man
inna
house
under
air
condition
And
the
poor
man
outta
door
can't
find
food
fi
dem
A
go
dread
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Fire
have
to
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Table
have
to
turn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
soul
a
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
turn
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Fire
have
to
burn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Table
have
to
turn
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
man
a
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Di
Armageddon
style
Slang,
but
a
ditty
Armageddon
style
Inna
run
away
child,
I
beg
you
stop
your
running
wild
You
know
this
deejay,
she
well
wicked
and
wild
Hey!
It
a
go
dread
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Soul
have
to
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Earth
run
red
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
Nuff
man
a
dead
inna
dis
ya
Armageddon
I
say
watch
out,
watch
out
from
the
words
from
my
mouth
Watch
out,
watch
out
to
watch
the
words
from
my
mouth
Let
the
words
of
my
mouth
and
the
meditations
from
woman
and
see
heart
Be
acceptable
in
thy
sight,
oh
Rastafari
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