Intro:

Sound It

Too much voilence

Yo, too much blood a run star

Too much marror pan tar

Too much gun

Too much man a dead

Some a dem a lose dem head

Busy

SOUND IT





Verse 1:

Some juevenile nah tek no talk

Inna broad day light dem a walk wid di gun

Skylard wid di gun

Sit dung pan side walk wid di gun

Serious nah laugh wid di gun

Dem life a guh dung wid di gun

When Kingfish come mi si nuff a den a run wid di gun

Dem flex wid di gun

Tek friend fi di gun

Talk bout self-de-fence wi di gun

Say him nah itch fi di gun

A kill fi get rich wid di gun

Pan friends dem snitch fi gi gun

Dem a nyam bad man, bout dem a bad man, like taylor dem a stitch fi di gun

Boy stop from fool wid di gun

Shoot up a school wid di gun

Nah guh by nuh rule wid di gun

Teef a trade man tool wid di gun

Likkle yute just cool wid di gun

Yu a loot and shoot, cause Fireton a rape wid di gun

Pickney yu a drape wid di gun

Roll up wid di tape,

Is like di police dem late,

Cause him dun escape wid di gun

Bwoy claim seh him bad wid di gun

Chain and purse and bag him a grab wid di gun

Some a dem gaan mad wid di gun

If dem could, dem woulda shoot God wid di gun

Bout seh him nah wish fi di gun

Madda warn him, teeth him a hiss, seh him nah tek dis fi di gun

Bout everyting criss fi di gun

Six foot six, head open like chips fi di gun

Him a intimidate fi di gun

Try eliminate fi di gun

Juvenile dem a work fi di gun

Fool coulda look food and never seh him rest,

Nuff bwoy get erase fi di gun



Chorus:

Inna di ghetto

When di big dem a echo

All a who a buss it up mi a warn dem

Nuh mek dem sen back Freneco

Fi gas dem up like a Esso

A nuh mi alone a seh suh mi a warn dem

Betta yu cool

Likke yute an guh a school

Nuh badda pick up nuh tool, mi a beg dem

Nuh mek dem treat yu like a fool

Bout yu a, handle yu endz fi yu rule

Dem a mix yu in a blen blen



Verse 2:

Alright,

A nuh one by one

A nuh three by three

A nuh four by four man a dead

If a nuh mi radio a look pan mi tv all mi si more and more man a dead

Man all a fight fi a work, pan site mi a si labour and trade man

Foreman a dead

Dem nuh, ave nuh respect, yu nuh si all di rich and di poor man a dead

Pure blood shed, mama bawl when shi hear seh harr son get sheg

Yu no longer safe inna yu house cause death all a come fi yu inna yu bed

Jamaica, land wi love, but di man dem a run it red

Dem nuh cater fi di creator, a greater skull like yu nuh mek



Chorus:

Inna di ghetto

When di big dem a echo

All a who a buss it up mi a warn dem

Nuh mek dem sen back Freneco

Fi gas dem up like a Esso

A nuh mi alone a seh suh mi a warn dem

Hey betta yu cool

Likke yute an guh a school

Nuh badda pick up nuh tool, mi a beg dem

Nuh mek dem treat yu like a fool

Bout yu a, handle yu endz fi yu rule

Dem a mix yu in a blem blem



Verse 3:

Some juevenile nah tek no talk

Inna broad day light dem a walk wid di gun

Skylard wid di gun

Sit dung pan side walk wid di gun

Serious nah laugh wid di gun

Dem life a guh dung wid di gun

When Kingfish come mi si nuff a den a run wid di gun

Dem flex wid di gun

Tek friend fi di gun

Talk bout self-de-fence wi di gun

Say him nah itch fi di gun

A kill fi get rich wid di gun

Pan friends dem snitch fi gi gun

Dem a nyam bad man, bout dem a bad man, like taylor dem a stitch fi di gun

Boy stop from fool wid di gun

Shoot up a school wid di gun

Nah guh by nuh rule wid di gun

Teef a trade man tool wid di gun

Likkle yute just cool wid di gun

Yu a loot and shoot, gas fire and a rape wid di gun

Pickney yu a drape wid di gun

Roll up wid di tape,

Is like di police dem late,

Cause him dun escape wid di gun

Bwoy claim seh him bad wid di gun

Chain and purse and bag him a grab wid di gun

Some a dem gaan mad wid di gun

If dem could, dem woulda shoot God wid di gun

Bout seh him nah wish fi di gun

Madda warn him, teeth him a hiss, seh him nah tek dis fi di gun

Bout everyting criss fi di gun

Six foot six, head open like chips fi di gun

Him a intimidate fi di gun

Try eliminate fi di gun

Juvenile dem a work fi di gun

Fool can't look fool and never seh him rest,

Nuff bwoy get erase fi di gun



Chorus:

Inna di ghetto

When di big dem a echo

All a who a buss it up mi a warn dem

Nuh mek dem sen back Freneco

Fi gas dem up like a Esso

A nuh mi alone a seh suh mi a warn dem

Betta yu cool

Likke yute an guh a school

Nuh badda pick up nuh tool, mi a beg dem

Nuh mek dem treat yu like a fool

Bout yu a, handle yu endz fi yu rule

Dem a mix yu in a blen blen