Yow buggy Dem know seh wi born bad A no just when mi grow big Trait Unruly gang man spar wid no punk mi no role wid So bad no time mi no cwarell Mi link dem no draw nil No perplex mi skull fi bun off when mi thing dem turn on Supn run like a sorrel Naw naw bod anyweh anyweh wi deh So sad some bwoy just bad since yesterday Cred Town bad anyweh bad anyweh Portmore bad anyweh bad anyweh Trait Bad anyweh bad anyweh Spanglas Bad anyweh anyweh mi deh trait Caw diss wi international win aw teck no localness No bwoy caw gi mi browning tuff talk shi sing like a vocalist Mi no affi walk an bad up mi self from mi in a grade one a bay naw kiss Circle mi henz an check mi closet Every pear a clarks lode a bay badness Grans pen bad any weh anyweh wi deh So sad some bwoy just bad since yesterday Cred Town bad anyweh bad anyweh Portmore bad anyweh bad anyweh Trait Bad anyweh bad anyweh Spanglas Bad anyweh anyweh mi deh trait Bad by mi self all alone call mi bad company Salamis like a su su mi Supn tall like Carl Malone paint in a green come gi mi Dem no bad like Pampotay No form a talk at all Sunday bod bwoy gimmi Mi bad all when mi idling Any bwoy sight the beef an wan bring that to mi Broad cost hi pon sun city If you diss YVP wi naw argue One bag a chatting UTG hot skull dem naw do

Take care of the way he's smiling You can see so easily The Devil's in him deep deep down Oh that man's got the baddest blood you'll see When he smiles you got to pray He stays that way and don't mad Cos there ain't no good inside him He was born bad Oh the maddest dog he fears him And his woman she looks so sad She knows he was born bad He was born bad Oh yeah he was born bad Don't you look for a little piece that's good Thinking you can't save his soul Don't you ever try to trust him Or for sure he'll take control And when he smiles you got to pray He stays that way and don't mad Cos there ain't no good inside him He was born bad Oh the maddest dog he fears him And his woman she looks so sad She knows he was born bad He was born bad He was born bad Oh the maddest dog he fears him And his woman she looks so sad She knows he was born bad He was born bad He was born bad

Yeah! Hail Selassie I di first Jah Rastafari redemption I bun fyah yes yes yes yes yes yes! yes! Munga of di gangsta ras Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so Where I was born Whole world want know Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so And if dem want corn blow Hope dem can run Yeah! Munga, mi hail King Selassie I di highest king An mi par wid Shango the baddest king An mi link with Kalonji the maddest king If you dis mi your life ah di saddest thing Munga bad from the first day My birthday is next to killa birthday Mi we done yuh in the worse way You diss me Wednesday, yuh dead before Thursday Cah mi nuh join nuh conference Hey common sense tek dem mi seh none a sense Cah we lock the square and global wi circumfrence And mi thugs naah nuh conscience No! Rastafari gets the glory Badmind people cyaan tek mi glory A David House a run di place yes jah glory Different story Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so Where I was born Whole world want know Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so And if dem want corn blow Hope dem can run Honorebel! - from Islington Buff Bay tell dem nuh get this thing wrong Highgate Hollow Point get distinction Hey gal yuh face sexingtion But Notabay have a special K Mek bwoy head top full flakes like special K Done dem inna special way When mi voice fi Corleone that was a special day Dem a nuh badman dem nuh know de basic rule Mi a gansgta from mi a go roadside basic school days And dem cyaan dis Cool Face Mi nuh fear screw face mi wi bus up fool face Caah J Town still naah play around And badmind people still cyaan stay around Red Hills Road, Cassia Park, Jackie Town, Ackee Walk A nuh bag a talk Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so Where I was born Whole world want know Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so And if dem want corn blow Hope dem can run It's the Munga Honorable from the Gangsta Ras Bwoy dem can't come test dem nah give tanks a rass It's Munga Honorable I'm the Gangsta Ras Yes yes, I'm the Gangsta Ras Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so Where I was born Whole world want know Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so And if dem want corn blow Hope dem can run Yeah! Munga, mi hail King Selassie I di highest king An mi par wid Shango the baddest king An mi link with Kalonji the maddest king If you dis mi your life ah di saddest thing Munga bad from the first day My birthday is next to killa birthday Mi we done yuh in the worse way You diss me Wednesday, yuh dead before Thursday Cah mi nuh join nuh conference Hey common sense tek dem mi seh none a sense Cah we lock the square and global wi circumfrence And mi thugs naah nuh conscience No! Rastafari gets the glory Badmind people cyaan tek mi glory A David House a run di place yes jah glory Different story Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so Where I was born Whole world want know Mi bad from mi born And that's why mi gwaan so And if dem want corn blow Hope dem can run Honorebel! - from Islington Buff Bay tell dem nuh get this thing wrong Highgate Hollow Point get distinction Hey gal yuh face sexingtion But Notabay have a special K Mek bwoy head top full flakes like special K Done dem inna special way When mi voice fi Corleone that was a special day Dem a nuh badman dem nuh know de basic rule Mi a gansgta from mi a go roadside basic school days And dem cyaan dis Cool Face Mi nuh fear screw face mi wi bus up fool face

I want you on me Like small town cops I wanna get caught So you can lock me away And throw away the key And yeah you've got me Now you can call all the shots Take all I've got Yeah, you can keep me in chains 'Cause I'd be a criminal If it means getting close to you I'll do the time Give me 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you And it felt like you shot me When you stole my heart You broke all the laws With a kiss in the night Now the crime is only passion Throw the book at me I'm guilty of all I'm charged Do the long hard walk With you by my side If you'll be my criminal My sweet little Peggy Sue My partner in crime Doing 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you On a runaway highway In a stolen car Two love outlaws In a blue light haze Put your hands up in the air I said nobody move 'Cause I'd be a criminal If it means getting close to you I'll do the time Give me 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you If you'll be my criminal My sweet little Peggy Sue My partner in crime Doing 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you

I know a place those neon lights and that open sign in that window They look like stained glass shining on a midnight summer's eve Where that old holy spirit knows my name Old number 7 flows like rain And man you know where I go to forgive me Come Sunday morning you won't see me around These holy night hangovers hang me up Coming down 'Cause it's Saturday night when I see the light My people rolling in This place is 'bout as close to God that I've been 'Cause honey, I'm born again when you hold my hand And the band plays all those hymns I know when life gets hard I got God, this bar and my friends I'm going to Midnight Mass again There ain't no judgement day, no throwing stones in here Just a barkeep pouring vibes and bending ears On this old barroom stool you still find room For wayward souls like me and you Mother Mary, say a prayer for me dear Come Sunday morning you won't see me around These holy night hangovers hang me up Coming down 'Cause it's Saturday night when I see the light My people rolling in This place is 'bout as close to God that I've been 'Cause honey, I'm born again when you hold my hand And the band plays all those hymns I know when life gets hard I got God, this bar and my friends I'm going to Midnight Mass again Well, Oh lord I'm going to Midnight Mass again Going to Midnight Mass again And we're throwing 'em down And I'm going to town Well you know Where I go Let me go 'Cause it's Saturday night when I see the light My people rolling in This place is 'bout as close to God that I've been 'Cause honey, I'm born again when you hold my hand And the band plays all those hymns I know when life gets hard I got God, this bar and my friends I'm going to Midnight Mass again Well, Oh lord I'm going to Midnight Mass again Well, Oh lord Going to Midnight Mass again And we're throwing 'em down And I'm going to town Well you know Where I go Let me go