[Intro]
Yaman
Round dat you see
Pow-pow-pow, pow-pow-pow, pow-pow
Original rasta man style you see round dat
Yaman
Badman
Yo, yo, yo

[Chorus]
I'm a criminal
You are criminal
Them are criminal
We all are criminal
I'm a criminal
You are criminal
Them are criminal
We all are criminal

[Verse 1]
A criminal love me, not gangsta
A criminal can be a rasta
Criminal not always rude
Them have kid stud, them want some food
But government think we are fool
They wanna use us as a tool
In them war say me wha-wha-what
[?] in this world to far
That's why we smoke weed all the time
Positive but police call it a crime
And they lie, they want you work to survive
And it's word to decide who control your mind
Right look into my eyes
Why? Tell me what ya see?
Right, I'm not your enemy
So come on ride with me, yo
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