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Khaki Suit lyrics with English Translations
And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer
Along with Junior Gong
Yeah! Yes me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh Me unique DJ, dread Watch yah Young Lion (nah no mercy!) Watch it now... bim!
Well a me name Junior Gong Me say look how me Natty tall Who no know me from dem see me Me a living top-a-notch See Clarky boot and khaki suit You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy) Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar
Watch yah dread Flash it a, flash it a Dreadlocks Bim!
And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware
Lord a mercy! Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a Dreadlocks Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a Bim!
Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man How dem fi try to school the don Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder Cross, anger
Nah no mercy! Nah no mercy!
Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy! Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy! Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava
Yeah! Yes me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh Me unique DJ, dread Watch yah Young Lion (nah no mercy!) Watch it now... bim!
Well a me name Junior Gong Me say look how me Natty tall Who no know me from dem see me Me a living top-a-notch See Clarky boot and khaki suit You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy) Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar
Watch yah dread Flash it a, flash it a Dreadlocks Bim!
And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware
Lord a mercy! Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a Dreadlocks Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a Bim!
Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man How dem fi try to school the don Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder Cross, anger
Nah no mercy! Nah no mercy!
Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy! Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy! Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava
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