Go gangsta, keep boppin' Like back when a nigga was clockin' Rock with me, let's get this bitch poppin' See, it's hard to be good, but easy to do evil And I ain't really into meeting with new people I don't know you, you don't know me You don't know the

They lurks in the corners Purge fi pass Zion Gate Just organize and centralize my people Because Babylon have... Instilled malicious and grudged upon my people,yuh know Yuh see the dutty lifestyle...the Rastaman ah bu'n it!!! There's nothing in them

What's happening brother Ah what's happening brother Hey baby, what'cha know good I'm just gettin' back, but you knew I would War is hell, when will it end, When will people start gettin' together again Are things really gettin' better, like the

Can you tell me where he's gone? I just looked around and he was gone. But it seems the good good die young, yeah. You know, he freed a lot of people Has anyone here seen my old friend Abraham? Oh, he freed a lot of people Has anyone here seen my old friend

In a love song. What the singers all are singing 'Cause everybody's needing Why do people cry When they hear the word goodbye In a love song? Tears are sure to fall When you know they gave it all Somehow two lovers get a chance

We could make a comeback if you come back We were on top of the world people wanted what we had We could have it again don't you know that Six months passed since we both said goodbye Never thought that I'd run into you here tonight And I can't ever

Go gangsta, keep boppin' Like back when a nigga was clockin' Rock with me, let's get this bitch poppin' See, it's hard to be good, but easy to do evil And I ain't really into meeting with new people I don't know you, you don't know me You don't know the

You know I'm always good good for a good good time I'm up for just about anything as long as it's almost legal I can fit in with any old crowd, long as there's a party, they're my kind of people So if you're down with painting the town, I'll be around all night I

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing Watching some good good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pressure on people people on streets This is our last dance Under pressure Mm ba ba de Um bum ba de Um bu bu bum da de

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing Watching some good good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pressure on people people on streets Under pressure Mm ba ba de Um bum ba de Um bu bu bum da de Pressure pushing down on me