Where them gone, some man and woman, them dead and them gone, some bullhulligan, some jam gilligan, them dead and them gone, where them gone, where them gone, where them gone, where them gone, where them gone, where them gone, I am a rasta man, alone I stand, alone I stand. But it's like one more hooligan, stepping an, me sends in my son.

It's like one more Mabirang, cutting dung, me good o'all kaya.

It's like one more gilligan, running an, my marijuana.

It's like one more matilang Land cutting down me good a guy ya

Man me never really have time to get vex

Wicked man never sleep on the good can rest

They brainwash man fie where a bulletproof vest

Like them never have got aughtin' on em chest

And every way I turn I wonder what happen next

All over human rights and them get me perplex

All we want cool and relax and flex

And all Babylon war invade me nest

It's like one more hooligan

Stepping in hand me sensing me ya

It's like one more Matiland Running young me good ducker ya It's like one more Matiland running down me good o'y

It's like one more Gilligan running an

My marijuana

It's like one more Bobby Rang

Chopping down

Me goodoy ca ya

Yeah

Who them sell the white rock True them just a import this

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