Oh no, oh no yeah! Oh no, oh no yeah! No we don't like them No we don't like them at all Me I go murder them We are go murder them all
Hear this! (ad lib)
CHORUS It name Babylon No we don't like them at all (murder them) But what is worse than the Babylons Are boys that they call Informers (Oh yeah) REPEAT
Chat chat ba da chat yeah if he get pon the phone And a why don't you leave people business alone And with your finger them a de push put me 911 This is dat me something that me do not understand Oh your running a running me down with your ears open wide Mouths wide like a bear with angry mask
CHORUS So many people want fi see I Stop loving you girl (uh) So many people want fi see I Stop loving you girl (uh) But I can't, but I can't, but I can't, but I can't And I won't But I can't, but I can't, but I can't, but I can't And I won't
So many things a me say get pon me mind So many muck ups so man me never drive Watch how they beat him then a go on to this guy Spit in ya ear and follow in your eye He say why they put a de baby him wake up then they cry ??????? He said that this the one boy that they call Daddy Snow And the one that them a call the ??? Me say rappin' on the mic' and then me grand master But this can't stop, me stop them, the boy that me go like it's Babylon (yeah) And somebody wrote up and then phone me talk of informer
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Ba-ba-ba-Babylon We don't like them and a boy dem a go fall I-I-Informer We don't like pussy bwoy dem a wind up in a hearse Me no like them, me no ?? down, me no care about the boy Them run around town sayin' something that's not true ????? ???? ???
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Compositores: Darrin Kenneth O'brien, Ramon Basora Jr ECAD: Obra #4387048