Only the old time live in a combob
Too wild juvenile, me see share in a bonebob
Can dem realize why come at a high price
Down at the doors call and in a prison on ice
So we a stem the vials out fi rise up above that
Some gang of vice, some a pull down a jump track
Now a dust the riddim, dem a bust like gunshot
Get a youth great and we don't chat
Me see a shot a help him and me brother weh deh
Show te love inna the ghetto so we gonna be okay
Cause when there is love, there gotta be hope