When man a suffer like a dog, they never mention me
But now the thing turn up, it leave the mark in a field
Big up, baby, get your youth up a the market
Yeah, when nothing a nuh go on, you used to walk it
And you never bad-minded and grudge nuhm
Boy, feel dem fragile when you a force it
Bad-minded boy, dem a spread propaganda
That nuhm work pon the singer no longer
Pon a reggae beat, yeah, me manage in me kanga
Still inna me lane, a gonna sleep on me veranda
Still inna me lane, a gonna sleep on me veranda