Round Corna - VYBZ Kartel

Unno a ramp with bomboclaat me

Me name bomboclaat killer

Bomboclaat, dawg how him say him bad

And is a gyal kill him

When will they learn

Dem cyaan win

Gaza run the thing

Big Yard, gunshot inna face a so the AK blast

A so the gad head tear off

Bare stray dog have your brain fi breakfast

Too ears hard hold this and your ears part

A Addi run Gaza dung yah sa… safe

Not even a bad wud cyaan cuss inna me place

If me no gi' no permission weh the fuck unno think

Me mek the Gully bwoy run lef' Cassava Piece

A so the likkle fish fast

Dem shot ya go 'round corner

Run up inna your yard, turn your head inna disaster

You’re dead inna the yard back

Fat shot, bun him up

Like me lef' me cellie 'pon the charger

Kill him with the likkle blind bwoy

One inna the likkle blind bwoy eye ball

Blood inna your eye now

Big Yard, White Hall

Nyam bwoy food, white squall fly gone

Every rifle up a Jakes Road

Block off the street fi me kill the priest

Dem a say Teach him a try run weh go a airport

Rockfort, nothing cyaan pass the lane mouth

KFC nah cook and a bare smoke

Flour Mill vacate, cement stay close

As me powder out this bwoy face

A Cowboy forward with 'bout hundred plain clothes

Hillside, Melbrook, keep the sea coast

Nine Mile, Bully Bay, reach a Beach Road

Times, gi' me couple clip mek me reload

No detour, bum

Portmore me reach home

A bare gyal a wait

Dem shot ya go 'round corner

Run up inna your yard, turn your head inna disaster

You’re dead inna the yard back

Fat shot, bun him up

Like me lef' me cellie 'pon the charger

Kill him with the likkle blind bwoy

One inna the likkle blind bwoy eye ball

Blood inna your eye now

Big Yard, White Hall

Nyam bwoy food, white squall fly gone

Unno waan ramp with bomboclaat me

A me name bomboclaat killer

Well, this is Vybz Kartel

And me have a message fi the school youth dem

You see this badness thing ya

It no worth it, you hear

Stay inna school and get a education, youth

Just tek my foolish advice

Dem thing ya a just dead house and jail house

And crosses 'pon you and your family

And, you know, people weh you love and dem thing deh

You hear that, you no have nothing fi prove to no man

Just hold your composure, stay inna school, do your work

Mek your parents proud, you hear that

And 'memba this, no matter how you poor

Or how you feel like nothing nah gwaan

Your life special, you hear

'Memba me tell you that