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Caus' I need love in life |
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So I have to live for love |
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And everyday I fight against the evil |
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And everynight I try to be no rude boy |
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In the morning wake early and go for work |
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Listen to the bakra and laugh in his back |
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Ongle black up in the evening and gi money to your house |
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It means I'm not a baldhead, just a man in the jungle |
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Caus' I need love in life |
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So I have to live for love |
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And everyday I fight against the evil |
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And everynight I try to be no rude boy |
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Easy to steal, to deal but it's easy to fall |
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First light you're rich, in a di morrows you're shut |
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If rudies don't play truants they won't study life in jail |
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It means I'm not a baldhead, just a man in the jungle |
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Rude boy you can cry, you can loose and you can run |
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But don't stop dreamin in your way of life |
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Badness no gi work, you will not a Bhuttu |
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If you forgive sometime |
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Take off your pistol now, |
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Gunmen work for the evil |
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A mafia man never build a way |
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Break your chains, break your chains |
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The slave become a hot stepper |
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Wait, work and love in a di morrows |
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You will be a ranking man |
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The lion himself sometime lets his place |
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Like him a day we'll die, we kyaan always survive |
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In this concrete jungle |
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Caus' I need love in life |
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So I have to live for love |
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And everyday I fight against the evil |
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And everynight I try to be no rude boy |
