Although you might find it difficult to understand the lyrics which are written in Jamaican patois (batty man, chi chi man, funny man, fassy, faggot), they are all, nonetheless, pejorative appellations for gays.
VERSION 1 (aka Sleng Teng Version)
Intro:
Yeah,
yuh take counsel against the Black Nation
might as well yuh tie a stone around yuh neck
and go down a wharf go chuck off
all you if yuh fuckin enemies, fuck off
Alright,
stab dem bwoy deh wid mi knife till di handle bruck off
gun a buss it cyaan shut off
Alright
Chorus
Then why Babylon just spy on me?
Pussyhole pagans got their eyes on me
I'm free
and I'm the baddest muddafucka that yuh ever gon' see
Then why, Babylon dem spy on me?
Dutty informer got their eyes on me
I'm free
Yow, August Town tell dem
we are the baddest muddafucka they ever gon' see
Rass
Verse 1
Awesome,
gunshot mi have
pussyhole is like yuh waan some
alright mi tell dem seh fi start all di war now
shoot dem from near mi alla shoot dem from,
Eh eh, eh eh
Alright, Judgement!
We got some new guns weh come down from France
Yow, di fuckin sniper and di blasted six pans
mi nuh response
shot dem from inna distance, rass
mi kill dem like some little bitty lamb
when wi buck di fuckin nozzle
dem start to piss inna dem pants
how dem fi test bad, alright, alright
wi mek dem know seh Rastafari lead the way
when mi check it out a nuff a dem go speed away
deceive along the way,
get greedy along the way, rass!
gunshot dem need along the way
Damn!
(Chorus)
Verse 2
Gosh!
We rolling around the place
with automatic and cartridges we drown the place
see weh yuh don't like yuh get a dozen round
and erase
what you doing?
hey you shouldn't be here
you spy on my place, gosh!
di word is out di cops patrol di place
don't give a fuck bwoy yuh get gunshot all in yuh face
A Emperor Selassie seh hold the faith
alright di bwoy wen round...
(Chorus)
Verse 3
Tell me bout a sting
pussyhole mi seh a gunshot inna yuh skin
VERSION 2 (different lyrics) (probably recorded on two different riddims)
Intro:
Hotta fiyah bun!
Hotta hotta fiyah bun!
(laugh) Yow!
You all know its Sizzla Kalonji
anyway, we got it going on, ok?
let me see yuh, let me see yuh hands
Chorus
Then why
pagans dem spy on me
and di fuckin informers got their eyes on me?
I'm free
and I'm the baddest muddafucka that yuh ever gwine see
Then why
pagans dem spy on me?
The fuckin heathens got thier eyes on me
I'm free
and I'm the baddest muddafucka that yuh ever gwine see
Verse 1
Through how yuh work
yuh get yuh bread
some bwoy too freaky dem nah hold dem meds
full dem a copper, full dem a lead
watch dem a plead, watch dem a beg
dem never hear what di Annointed said
dem a hype while mi gun pointing at their head
heathen haffi go get up and fled
bwoy never know dem dead by infared
(Chorus)
Verse 2
Just through mi clean, just through mi pure
just through mi positive just through mi sure
just through mi nah kick off no one door
full a respect from ceiling to floor
just through mi strong, just through mi right
Babylon wrong dem waan gimme a fight
just through mi big and mi run di world
just through Kalonji just big up di girls
(Chorus)
Verse 3
Ghetto people stand tall
Babylon bruck down like Jericho walls
since di informers dem love fi talk
see mi with mi gun and cyaan seh nutten at all
WHAA!
Pagan prey too much
WHAA!
licky licky dem eat too much
di fucker dem tief too much
di girls dem bleach too much
(Chorus)
Verse 1
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NOTE: these lyrics were found on the internet. They might differ from the song.
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