Gangster City Popcaan

[Intro]
Yow, Notnice....a Popcaan...
You done know every man have dem purpose 'pon earth
Doh Milla 9?
You see Rasta from Rasta city
And Christian from gospel city
But we come from a gangster city

[Verse 1]
I'm from a place where dog eat dog, mi know 'bout living bad
From mi born mi see people a starve
Vendor get beat by sarge'
It hurt me heart when a thug reach at di morgue, the next day him fi fly go abroad
That's why me never drop my guard
Nor be a victim of di sarge'
I'm from a place where blood spill
And nuff innocent youth get kill
As morning light, gyal a quarell
Them baby no nyam from morning
Me nuh come from a normal town
You nuh waan hear when di thing dem sound
Barry skull sell me di trees by pound
Anuh bed we a spread fi people lie down

[Chorus]
We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world)
All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough
None of we nuh grow like girl!
It's a gangster city (this crazy ol' world)
All of mi thugs weh me 'par with grow rough
None of we nuh grow like girl!