Him lef country and never went back Him come a town come like bare shot Carry the 16 over him back Forty-five, him never lef the Glock Nuh mussi him Super Cat did a chat Sight police and wheel and clap Nuh lef nuh trace conceal all tracks (Listen to the story) Him cousin gi him a old Desert and tell him seh fi wear that Caa any minute now you haffi shift up like a gearbox Then gi him a Glock, tell him seh fi lock it Don't fraid fi knock it, Country a your snare that Without no warning, early in the morning Country and the eagle pitch down like a gaulin And when him pass a black flag and tarpaulin Anywhere you see him tell him mi call him
Him inna one old Desert and diamond socks Country boy seh him naa tek no chat And him a real rude boy from Kingston Real rude boy from Kingston Run the place, no turning back Fire him a bun, it a go burn him back Bout him a real rude boy from Kingston Real rude boy
Country boy came to town Country boy came to town
Muma deh a country a work like mule You tell her seh you waa go a school Promising boy so she never hesitate Now you a come a town and waa form fool Boy, wah you do with you ambition Run come a town, waa turn gun man Gwaan like you waa run program Have you ever seen a gun man with house and land? Oh Country! Listen to me keen Police a come fi come discipline the scheme All you cousin weh gi you Glock fi keep Sergeant have something weh whistling fi gi him Love your life, never throw it down the drain If you see your cousin down the lane Tell him Chronixx have something to say
Him inna one old Desert and diamond socks Country boy seh him naa tek no chat And him a real rude boy from Kingston Real rude boy from Kingston Run the place, no turning back Fire him a bun, it a go burn him back Bout him a real rude boy from Kingston Real rude boy
Real rude boy, real rude boy Real rude boy, yeah real rude boy
Go in peace and sin no more Even though no single man punish for sure Go in peace and sin no more Even though no single man punish for sure