Living In Hell - Elephant man, Ricky Rudy

Mhm hm

Give it to dem yah

Hum!

Gyal!

You no walking cemetery (no)

Gyal!

You no dash 'way no belly (no)

And you never kill none of your pickney

Weh you fi say?

Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet

Some gyal a commit innocent death

Time alone, some of dem a sketel, hey bwoy!

Think dem in Heaven, but dem living in Hell

Hear me nuh, hear me nuh, hear me nuh

Well, bwoy want dem son yah

Slam can’t done yah

Hot inna the summer

Part it like a plumber

Nice and fat gyal, you know she anuh bunner

Say, the youth dem haffi come yah 'cause she nah nyam no son

And me love the gyal dem weh a tic and a whine like a clock

And a from you know you’re fit, gyal anuh nothing if you’re fat

Dance the punchline 'cause you no idiot

Elephant Man, nasty gyal dem fi attack

Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet

Some gyal a crucify dem youth!

Time alone, some of dem a sketel

Dem think dem in Heaven, but dem living in Hell

This a simply the truth, some gyal a coot, dem no like bear fruit

Dem lucky say me stop from wear mi kung fu suits

Me no like fi see when the apple and cane a bear from the roots

Me no waan dem pluck, me no waan dem seed fi give me bad juice

No waan dem sour lime, so tell dem keep dem grapefruit

Me no waan dem serve it up come catch inna mi pants loop

Me no waan dem mix me up inna man ginup group

Dem make me talk mi mind…

Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet

Some gyal a commit innocent death

Time alone, some of dem a sketel, hey bwoy!

Think dem in Heaven, but dem living in Hell

Hear me nuh, hear me nuh, hear me nuh

Dem a modeler pose, and dem a wear duppy clothes

Dem a murder

Some gyal a gwan hype, original hype no right

But dem a murderer!

'Cause dem a modeler pose, and dem a wear duppy clothes

Dem a murder

Nuff gyal a gwan hype, original hype no right

But dem a murderer!

Me waan mi son, me waan mi likkle daughter

A murder!

Anuh fi mi youth dem waan slaughter

Gwan flush dem out like dutty pipe water

Bling Dawg!

A murder dem deh gyal deh fi charged fah

Gyal, you no filthy

Hand inna the air because you nah live guilty

'Bout Jackie no pregnant and her breast dem so milky

And a pressure the man fi buy nighty weh silky

Hey, girlfriend, you cool!

Gyal, you never kill no pickney from you born yet

Some gyal a crucify dem youth!

Time alone, some of dem a sketel

Dem think dem in Heaven, but dem living in Hell