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Corrupt System lyrics with English Translations
Frass, tell dem we see wha' gwaan
Dem a gwaan like the yoiths dem a idiot
Now you mister speedy rat
Right now the arms house fi stop
Don't cry, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The country got to be like that So the poor nah go get no justice
We know you into banking But you cyaan calculate crime, you haffi solve it The first thing you haffi do, is clean up the force Too much wrong people deh inna the right post The justice system waan clean up of course Is like a fat person walking inna very tight clothe See your hand kerchief deh wipe your nose Buckle up your shoes and leave the post
But no cry, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The country got to be like that Of the same old slavery system
Hey, Lady Allen, don't run away Put on your pretty heels and come fight fi J.A. Tell the white faces behind the big businesses To invest more in young people values And to the rest of Jamaica A really full time fi we start love we neighbour Even if all a dem give up 'pon we We cyaan give up 'pon weself
Wipe your eye, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The youths dem got to be like that Of the same old slavery system
If you waan divine intervention as the antidote You haffi kill poverty and cut injustice throat Campaign like when you want the vote Go yard to yard, yes, knock the gate, and Don't bother worry 'cause it no late Tell the people dem fi hold the faith We likkle but we talawa don't forget You ever see Jamaica people fail at anything yet
No cry, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The youths dem got to be like that Of the same old slavery system
If you waan divine intervention as the antidote You haffi kill poverty and cut injustice throat Campaign like when you want the vote Go yard to yard, yes, knock the gate, and Don't bother worry 'cause it no late Tell the people dem fi hold the faith We likkle but we talawa don't forget You ever see Jamaica people fail at anything yet
No cry, mister Bunting..
Don't cry, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The country got to be like that So the poor nah go get no justice
We know you into banking But you cyaan calculate crime, you haffi solve it The first thing you haffi do, is clean up the force Too much wrong people deh inna the right post The justice system waan clean up of course Is like a fat person walking inna very tight clothe See your hand kerchief deh wipe your nose Buckle up your shoes and leave the post
But no cry, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The country got to be like that Of the same old slavery system
Hey, Lady Allen, don't run away Put on your pretty heels and come fight fi J.A. Tell the white faces behind the big businesses To invest more in young people values And to the rest of Jamaica A really full time fi we start love we neighbour Even if all a dem give up 'pon we We cyaan give up 'pon weself
Wipe your eye, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The youths dem got to be like that Of the same old slavery system
If you waan divine intervention as the antidote You haffi kill poverty and cut injustice throat Campaign like when you want the vote Go yard to yard, yes, knock the gate, and Don't bother worry 'cause it no late Tell the people dem fi hold the faith We likkle but we talawa don't forget You ever see Jamaica people fail at anything yet
No cry, mister Bunting Come yah mek me tell you something You cyaan fight crime like that Fire to fury a go get too hot You wanna know why, mister Bunting The youths dem got to be like that Of the same old slavery system
If you waan divine intervention as the antidote You haffi kill poverty and cut injustice throat Campaign like when you want the vote Go yard to yard, yes, knock the gate, and Don't bother worry 'cause it no late Tell the people dem fi hold the faith We likkle but we talawa don't forget You ever see Jamaica people fail at anything yet
No cry, mister Bunting..
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