Wannabe Gangsta
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There was a young man in the car, . the wannabe Gangsta by far
Born, West Indies, Barbados, now stop, with his Marley type style, dread locks
Gold teeth, shootah talk and striped socks but he was born near our local shops
With his Dude and his Rasta and Dredds and the talk that talked, man you hiss dedds
You are showing me non no nuff respects, as he posed in his rolled gold Gucci specs
Clicking fingers and walking like Jagger, speaking shotgun, knuckle duster and dagger
Says, hey man I will cut you a deal, this skunk you can buy for a steal
If you wanna drop snort something nice, I can magic a big rock of ice
But I knew that his blag was all talk and I said hey kid, Go, take a walk
You are talking a right load of pee, you are no more Jamacian than me
I wish with your spiel, you'd stop, you were born near our local shop
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