Randy Queen Ifrica

[Intro]
Randy dead and gone yah now
It's real, it's real (Hey oh oh)
Me and the pickney dem deh yaso alone
No food to eat, no clothes to wear
No one to turn to (Weh yuh friend dem deh now, eeh?)
A wha' me a go do now?
Dem turn dem back pon me and the pickney dem
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Sitting pon a bench a reminisce on the things we used to do
Even though me know you get the shot of licks, me try mi best fi talk to you
Say, it was a joy just fi tell a gyal say mi man will buss your skull
Sleeping as the wife of a criminal no really make no sense at all
'Cause him done never did a guard him own head
Fire turn on, and pon the concrete him drop dead

[Chorus]
Sometimes I miss you, Randy
Me and the pickney dem alone deh yah now
Nah get no help from no Pow' or no Show'
Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow
God won't forgive you, Randy
Wish I never give you my love
Spend more time a long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug
Right yah now