Popcaan - Gangster City

Yo Notnice, ah 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!

I'm from a place where dog eat dog
Me know 'bout living bad
From me born me see people a starve
Vendor get beat by sarge'
It hurt me heart when a thug reach at the morgue
The next day him fi fly go abroad
That's why me never drop my guard
Nor be a victim of the sarge'

I'm from a place where blood spill
And nuff innocent youth get kill
As morning light, gyal a quarrel
Them baby no nyam from morning
Me no come from a normal town
You nuh waan hear when the thing dem sound
Morris code sell me the trees by pound
A no bed we a spread fi people lie down

We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world)
All of me 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 me thugs weh me 'par with grow rough
None of we nuh grow like girl

Me never have a bag a shoes, or one sneakers
Badman place but you have a lot of peepers
Nuff spy and instigators
Them don't want see Poppy make the papers
Man weh you grow with, turn haters
Nuff turn Judas cah them a fakers
Waan me drop like sky scrappers
Selassie I give me blessing weh greater
To do my best 'cause inna the city a nuff pain and stress
Whole heap of me friend dem deh a MeadowRest
All now them brother cyaan find happiness

I'm from a place where blood spill
And nuff innocent youth get kill
As morning light, gyal a quarrel
Them baby no nyam from morning
Me no come from a normal town
You nuh waan hear when the thing dem sound
Morris code sell me the trees by pound
A no bed we a spread fi people lie down

We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world)
All of me 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 me thugs weh me 'par with grow rough
None of we nuh grow like girl

Yo Notnice, ah 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!

We living in a gangster city (this crazy ol' world)
All of me 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 me thugs weh me 'par with grow rough
None of we nuh grow like girl

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