Touching the untouchables but they don't know Respect the disrespectable's, but in the end you know You turn away, what can I say? Hello to you, my sweet young friends Have you got money perhaps you could lend? I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun

Me want fi hear you shout shout shout From you love the lyrics coming out me mouth mouth mouth No doubt we got the street respect And you know say that it never counterfeit yet Hear you shout Dutty then a tell them once again yow! Sly them a tell them

Hit and run, hit and run I say you got no respect Respect for authority You're just playing your dirty tricks And then come cryin' to me It's just a hit and run Union Jack is back With a hole in his head He's gettin' badly