En tribut till Philip Morris - Cigarettlåten
mi nah light a fag, mi a bun him
anytime him pree a batty ting mi pree a gun ting
mi bun a fag, no care bout no cancer
straight from mi baan, since di day mi a youngster
man haffi be straight, gangsta no play
mi bun a fag, and rather die in cancer dan aids
mi neva let no man stand behind mi
and if mi eva see a man nude it woulda mek mi eyes bleed
nah fuck no batty, nah nyam pum pum like patty
di gal dem belly a di place whe mi bom bom di cocky
pon har face a di only place whe mi lips a
seh mi neva lick no pussy like no rizzla
Mi smoke a cigarete jsut fi bun a fag
so battyman haffi run batty man haffi run
fasta dan him blood when di gun go clack
when wi rise up every k fi go kill dem bomboclat