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bushman, nyah man chant
Lyrics
See di Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, Chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Too much rude bwoy deh-a-road
(Rude bwoy deh-a-road)
See di prison dem overload
Too much rude bwoy deh-a-road
(Rude bwoy deh-a-road)
See di prison dem overload
Ihyah Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Ihyah Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Well, I
Take a look, see a what a gwaan
(Ah-haah-haaah)
See say that the system nuh 'rranged
(Ah-haah-haaaaah!)
Right, right
Every day you find a couple dead body that
Get killed overnight
And, the rich have it plenty
They enjoy their money
While the poor in the ghetto
They have no penny
They work every day
Low wage for their pay
The system never get better
It get worse every day
Still
Ihyah Nyah man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Ihyah Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Too much rude bwoy deh-a-road
(Rude bwoy deh-a-road)
See di prison dem overload
Too much rude bwoy deh-a-road
(Rude bwoy deh-a-road)
See di prison dem overload
Back 'way with yuh gun, gun, gun
(Gun, gun, gun)
Nyah man a chant them dung
Back 'way with yuh gun, gun, gun
(Gun, gun, gun)
Every day yuh hear a next man dung
With the flattering lips
And the lying tongue
Implicating to the youths
Say better days a go come
They no care 'bout your life
Family or your wife
But there's no speech nor no language
(There's no speech nor no language)
Where their voice is not heard
(Where their voice is not heard)
I sing..
Chant dem dung (Chant dem dung)
Chant dem dung (Chant dem dung)
Ihyah Nyah man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Nyah man the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Ihyah Nyah man, the Rasta man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Take a look, see a what a gwaan
(Ah-haah-haaaah!)
See say that the system nuh 'rranged
(Ah-haah-haaaaah!)
Right, right
Every day you find a couple dead body that
Get killed overnight
And the rich have it plenty
They enjoy their money
While the poor in the ghetto
They have no penny
They work every day
Low wage for their pay
The system never get better
It get worse every day
Lord!
Ihyah Nyah man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Nyah man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
See di Rasta man, the Binghi man
A chant, chant
(Chant, chant)
Too much rude bwoy deh-a-road
(Rude bwoy deh-a-road)
See di prison dem overload
Too much rude bwoy deh-a-road
(Rude bwoy deh-a-road)
See di prison dem overload
Back 'way with yuh gun, gun, gun
(Gun, gun, gun)
Nyah man a chant them dung
Back 'way with yuh gun, gun, gun
(Gun, gun, gun)
With your flattering lips
And your lying tongue
Implicating to de youths
Say better days a go come
Written by: BROWNE, Cleveland, Duncan, Dwight, JOHNSON, Wycliffe
