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Back to The Garrison lyrics with English Translations
Back to The Garrison Yow the people them say prodigal we want you help curb
The disaster right now we see you like a ghetto pastor
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
Yow! a drugs, thugs and guns run the garrison The politician dem mash up the garrison But God send we fi take back the garrison When we done there'll be no comparison Pastor Blair fi run Tivoli garden Dudus fi take Godly counsel from the pa'son Al Miller you fi take over jungle Lead Pang to Jesus Christ make him humble Matthews lane 'affi V.T. Williams Pastor the community, Zeeks need deliverance August Town have a whole heap a Rasta So we a send dem a seventh day Pastor
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
We ago turn hot Mondays inna God Mondays Send the people dem back to church on sundays Tun passa passa inna one big crusade Make dem stop serve liqour and drink lucozade Asylum that a mad people place We ago take out the bar dem start a church base Over quad we have a missionary squad To stand up a the door and lead people to God
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
Badman from Jamaica try no badda slip Yow yours truly the Prodigal son fi be the real Ghetto bishop over Kingston Prodigy weh dem call Ryan Mark We a gi him from Breaton to Gregory park Jason Mighty a.k.a little jay Make him run from Rea Town back to Bull Bay Dj Nicholas always on the shout Make him take Waltham and three mile Round about, man from Seaview, Spanish town, Riverton Come pray with you Christian don Pappa San
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
Flankers get hot from Mo-bay tun city We a send dem a Christian governor name Stichie Common sense next door Meadowbrook We a sen unnu Evangelist Sandra Brooks Goody Goody a the real ghetto priest Run from weh you live down to Cassava Piece Rema, Trench Town out a control Gve dem Moses, Gallimore and Ziggy Soul Majestic Garden and c**kburn pen Fi Carlene Davis and Chevelle Franklin Waterhouse a your neighbouring friend A fi Judy Mowatt and fi Grace Thrillers dem
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
Yow! a drugs, thugs and guns run the garrison The politician dem mash up the garrison But God send we fi take back the garrison When we done there'll be no comparison Pastor Blair fi run Tivoli garden Dudus fi take Godly counsel from the pa'son Al Miller you fi take over jungle Lead Pang to Jesus Christ make him humble Matthews lane 'affi V.T. Williams Pastor the community, Zeeks need deliverance August Town have a whole heap a Rasta So we a send dem a seventh day Pastor
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
We ago turn hot Mondays inna God Mondays Send the people dem back to church on sundays Tun passa passa inna one big crusade Make dem stop serve liqour and drink lucozade Asylum that a mad people place We ago take out the bar dem start a church base Over quad we have a missionary squad To stand up a the door and lead people to God
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
Badman from Jamaica try no badda slip Yow yours truly the Prodigal son fi be the real Ghetto bishop over Kingston Prodigy weh dem call Ryan Mark We a gi him from Breaton to Gregory park Jason Mighty a.k.a little jay Make him run from Rea Town back to Bull Bay Dj Nicholas always on the shout Make him take Waltham and three mile Round about, man from Seaview, Spanish town, Riverton Come pray with you Christian don Pappa San
Back to the garrison again, when we pick up back we pen Thru man a ghetto Christian we na've no time fi a pretend Back to the garrison again now a souls we a defend Thru we been there, done that run the spot a we God have to send
Flankers get hot from Mo-bay tun city We a send dem a Christian governor name Stichie Common sense next door Meadowbrook We a sen unnu Evangelist Sandra Brooks Goody Goody a the real ghetto priest Run from weh you live down to Cassava Piece Rema, Trench Town out a control Gve dem Moses, Gallimore and Ziggy Soul Majestic Garden and c**kburn pen Fi Carlene Davis and Chevelle Franklin Waterhouse a your neighbouring friend A fi Judy Mowatt and fi Grace Thrillers dem
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