Problem Everywhere

Song

Problem Everywhere

Garnett Silk · Journey · 1998 · 5:25

Lyrics

Hey Lord have mercy Wadada ding Wada dong ding Riddi chi bang Ribby bang skeng Problem on the level Mi say problem in the hill Nah go make through problem Mi go take visopil Born and grow in Mandeville Know some man will do anything to see their brother get killed If you chop off mi neck, you know mi love Jah Jah still Nah go chop Winnie and Clippy with no damn cane bill Remember Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came stumbling after Nuff never know I am the ram dance master Never you trouble the son of Jah Jah If you do that you know you can't prosper Mi say me and Tony Roach and Frankie Hill both are brother Is only one thing some of us woulda favor Because Tony and Frankie fat but me and Clippy manga Mi ago ram up every Clippy, slam up every corner Never you trouble the son of Jah Jah Can't stop give thanks and praise unto the creator 'Cause he is my light and my salvation So understand me now people, understand me now man Mi no walk in no posse, mi no walk in no gang Mi no walk inna idiot congregation Listen Mr. Bimbo was the ram dance man Lord, mi eat out of plate and mi no eat out of can, no Pattern a pattern, you fi fling up your bottom Catch dem style, don't want you catch the fashion Dem call it girlfriend left, me nah go fret and get mad Whole heap more a done come and me like dem glad Some of dem good and mi say some of dem bad Me no come a dance, hungry fi mi belly haffi wad Chat on the mic is like me can't tired Make yourself happy, please don't feel sad 'Cause me know mi mic like hustle, you know him rad And me chatting for your brother, sister, mommy and dad No bother call Mr. Bimbo unno blasted or rob Me no neglected homeless, a three house me had When me buy me clothes at store me take off the price tag Fi hide it from false neighbor, me put it in a bag Some smoke tobacco and some smoke shag Some favor Hafe, some favor Ajag, no Inna the dance I no brag, me a brag From I walk on top of Bimbo at the mic in the Gag American say spring chicken but we say frog Me no eat lobster and me no eat no crab Dem a see scavenger, a that me study in the lab Our greatest singer was the man them call Bob Couldn't live forever, one man don't a got Many places where Bob Marley trod Him give things to the ghetto youth who never have no job So if mi girlfriend left, me nah go fret and get mad Whole heap more a done come and me like dem glad Some of dem good and mi say some of dem bad Me no come a dance, hungry my belly haffi wad When me chat on the mic is like me can't tired Make yourself happy, please don't feel sad 'Cause me know mi mic like hustle, you know him rad Chatting for your brother, sister, mommy and dad No bother call Clippy, Marshall, unno blasted or rob We no neglected homeless, a three house me had Me call it problem on the level, problem in the hill Nah go make through problem, me go take visopil Lord, born and grow, hey, in Mandeville Know some man will do anything to see their brother get killed Chop off mi neck, you know mi love Jah Jah still Nah go chop Winnie and Clippy with no damn cane bill Dem call it Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came stumbling after Nuff never know I am the ram dance master Never you trouble the son of Jah

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