Barrel Bun

System ya intend

Fi make u bawl and make u beg

Now there’s a war and blood a shed

So duck and crawl under yuh bed

 ‘Cause man nuh fraid fi buss dem gun

Til barrel bun, until it done

That’s how we living day to day

I just don’t see no other way

And though the evil pon display

Catch a stray when AK spray

Three head fly weh pon one scene

Two more over Papine

 Why we people suffer so

What they see is what they know

No need to plea, no mercy show

And want to flee, nowhere to go

 

It depends pon what you choose

Fi make it out or make it pon the news

The system ya rough

Everybody wicked and tough

Every man want lock a one shoes

Good or bad, no man no want lose

The system ya rough

Everybody wicked and tough

System ya design

Fi make the people lose them mind

Just to live, man turn to crime

Take your tings and make them mine

38 inna me waist

Point that up straight inna yuh face

Inna shootout with police

Kill two store owner last week

Circumstances gave no choice

So don't play round with your life

Hard of hearing, nah talk twice

Silencer don't make no noise

Any day could be my last

And the worst shall come to pass

But until then, man will just be

The baddest man that dem can be

It depends pon what you choose

Fi make it out or make it pon the news

The system ya rough

Everybody wicked and tough

Every man want lock a one shoes

Good or bad, no man no want lose

The system ya rough

Everybody wicked and tough

It start get normal, It start get secular

Dem no partial, you coulda badder than America

Coulda Up Class, Middle Class or a regular

You will get it quicker than a call pon you cellular

Group pon Whatsapp full a bare contract

First man see it, well you know a him a grab that

Happiest man will have a gun inna him back pack

And you nah know until you diss him and him grab that

Fools say that them can’t clip them wing

Acting like them know everything

Sleepless nights protecting yuh kin

A quick one reach you right as him blink

Element of surprise come under disguise

Approach from behind, dem friend take dem life

So set up before you meet your demise

The system ya set fi youths lose them life

It depends pon what you choose

Fi make it out or make it pon the news

The system ya rough

Everybody wicked and tough

Every man want lock a one shoes

Good or bad, no man no want lose

The system ya rough

Everybody wicked and tough