Kingston Town

Sipple it down down, sipple it down down

it's a rudebwoy town, it's Kingston town

Sipple it down down, sipple it down down

it's a rudebwoy town, it's Kingston town

Some man have no manners, steal an try fi beg a thing

if you no drop no green a straight off dissing thing

sun a bun traffic, it's a slow riddim

JCF a move rough, dem bus' di m-16

some man a drive up an dung, dem have di latest ting

machine fit inna dem jeans a show off girls and bling

smell of marijuana round di corner dem juggling

one mad man get 'im food straight outta di garbage bin ey!

Dis a di gun land,

blood run cold blood pon di white sand

concrete a bun put some pads up your chin

bad babylon bwoy dem kill a youth an one old woman a chant

an while a neck sit a monster di rat-ta-ta-tan-tan

dem dig more grave than rooms up-a Hilton

small community get wash up by a blood stain

every weekend same routine with new function

pusher dem count more dead than 9-11 destruction ey!

Di gyal dem pants tight like rubber suit

and a dem blouse one tiny something hide up perfect boobs

dem always a smile if you a-go "Baby I"

dem a go play you one trick if you a mamas bwoy

its a tough man town, there's no crown and no throne

it a go lick you down with a dancehall sound

if you a stranger and you drive, mek sure you know the route

you don't wanna get salute by a gun dispute