I'm warning you, do not tempt me I got places to go, got people to see The penitentiary ain't the place for me I'll run up and squeeze it, put a hole in you I got places to go, I got people to see The penitentiary, ain't the place for me I'll run up and

I've got you under my skin I'd sacrifice anything come what might For the sake of having you near In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night And repeats, repeats in my ear Don't you know you little fool, you never can win Use your mentality

Yep, diamonds make babies And babies make mammas And mammas make daddies make changes they don’t always wanna I know that you love her She’s one special lady But I’m warning you brother Yeah man, that sure is one big old rock It takes up half of that

Legalize marijuana Down here in Jamaica I'm another Bush Doctor Warning! The Surgeon General warns Cigarette smoking is dangerous, dangerous Hazard to your health Does that mean anything to you To legalize marijuana Right here in Jamaica

It’s the worst damn day (doesn’t hurt that much) I made a mess today (doesn’t hurt that much) But I’m alright (doesn’t hurt that much) But I’m alright I woke up today Surrounded by blackness A small warning sign Devoured the process

Legalize marijuana Down here in Jamaica I'm another Bush Doctor Warning! The Surgeon General warns Cigarette smoking is dangerous, dangerous Hazard to your health Does that mean anything to you To legalize marijuana Right here in Jamaica

I'm your turbo lover Tell me there's no other Better run for cover You won't hear me, But you'll feel me Without warning, somethings dawning, listen. Then within your senses, You'll know you're defenseless How your heart beats, when you run for cover

I don't think so I don't feel so bad Wake up call Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed Don't you care about me anymore? Don't you care about me? Six foot tall Came without a warning, so I had to shoot him dead He won't come around here

Our love for each other Until we find A way to move, yah Will have ro improove This ya roots rock reggae Cot the groove, yah You better take warning No time to loose, wo yea Watch the middle east It start from there

The sky is red, I don't understand People are sayin' the woman is damned She makes you burn with a wave of her hand Warning came, no one cared When it came no one was spared Still I hear "Burn!" You know we had no time We could not even try You know we