ELEPHANT MAN - Nah Gwan a Jamaica LYRICS

Intro:

Yep, Davjoa Voo bun dem out

Fadda God say fi me fi bun down Saddam and Gomara so

When mi done with dem, dem nah do live fi see tomorrow so

Fadda God say fi me fi bun down Saddam and Gomara so

Jamaicans march out, hey!



Chorus:

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica

Nah support no chi chi and we nah support no raper

Nah support no bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, that can't gwan a Jamaica

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica

Man a worship Allah, like dem forget di Creator

How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet di undertaker

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, that can't gwan a Jamaica



Verse 1:

(Wah you say) No fuck with no Jamaican, dem will change up like di weather

You and Saddam a plot together, then we shot off one a yuh feather

Cut your throat if we find out you and Bin Laden a bredda

Black you out like di light wey go way inna New York wah day ya

Wuk and send down di money, we don't intend fi stay ya

One a wayer we wha fi drive some big car just like di Mayor

Gal a sayer, Ele dey ya this a fi dem holidayer

Man a player without no delay ya couldn't be no gay ya

Ask Faya, di anaconda mek she a say she prayer

Then she laye when me pop it out cau man a nuh pussy slayer

No betraya, nah switch from di gal dem all when we old and graya

Pussy haffi kill me, a dat me say ya



Chorus:

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica

Nah support no chi chi and we nah support no raper

Nah support no bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, dat can't gwan a Jamaica

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica

Man a worship Allah, like dem forget di Creator

How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet di undertaker

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, dat can't gwan a Jamaica



Verse 2:

(Wah we say) Player hater fi gwey

Anyway you see we deh, di bereter haffi did dey...Wah you say? (Wah we say)

Member say we head gone, drop and lick it when we born

We nuh fuck fi turn it on...Wah you say? (Wah we say)

Big up every yardman inna Rockers Island

TG and Drewsland...Wah you say? (Wah we say?)

Big up every dance crew, we nuh care you a who

Tek di videolight, cause your clothes new (oonu dance)

Jamaican island way we love, di land of food and water

Nah go run way from down ya cause nothing we nuh shorter

We have we own a cement company and coffee maker

If you hungry, go down a Treesland go visit up di baker

Big up di rasta man dem up inna di hills wah w beat di shaker

Way a reap di high grade dem by di pound and by di acre

Salute to all di farmer, wah a plant up di potato

Love me island me nah go be no forsaker, hey



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