Testo Don't Believe It - Cutty Ranks
Testo della canzone Don't Believe It (Cutty Ranks), tratta dall'album I Don't Believe It – Single
Well, you see, I and I
I and I no convince
And me waan some boy know
Who is the man and who really a run 'round here
A wha' this?
Wha' the deal?!
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, me a wonder when since
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, a how dem get so bad
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, me a wonder when since
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, ba-ba-ba-ba-bad
I man know 'bout badness when Wappy Hill fill up
I man know 'bout badness when Yard just fill up
I man know 'bout badness when the Dajah claw the mass up
I man know 'bout badness, I man know 'bout badness
I man know 'bout badness when Jim Brown a stand up
I man know 'bout badness when Shorty a say, "Hi, yup"
I man know 'bout badness when Boston a step up
I man know 'bout badness, I man, I man
Ask dem 'bout Tony Wedge, ask dem 'bout Sterup
Ask dem 'bout Erline and a Parrow, dem get parrow
Ask dem 'bout Badheart and Willie, a gawk
And nuff of dem boy deh never know Humphrey Bogart
Ask dem 'bout Milo, ask dem 'bout Bongo
Sitting Bull, and dem don't know a thing go
Ask dem 'bout Shotta John, ask dem 'bout Sutta John
Done a man thing go bury him 'pon the Hoji-Tan
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, me a wonder when since
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, a how dem
When the Dajah rike in, dem boy deh no born yet
The Dajah bag of dirt, dem no leave dem yard yet
Dajah take life, dem no know wha' gwan yet
Dajah buck the Marshal and no face no storm yet
Dajah kick the bomb, dem no start get warm yet
Dajah turn the Brown, dem no buss no corn yet
Dajah vibe the Reg', dem no face no storm yet
Dajah charge Slash, dem no know wha' gwan yet
Ask dem 'bout the rats dem, ask dem 'bout the cats dem
Ask dem 'bout cowboy and dem end up inna problem
Ask dem 'bout bull boy, ask dem 'bout dog eye
Ask dem 'bout Sandra and Rasping Watty
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, me a wonder when since
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, ba-ba-ba-ba-bad
I don't believe it
A wha' this?
Wha' the deal?!
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, me a wonder when since
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, a how dem get so bad
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, me a wonder when since
I don't believe it, I'm just not convinced
A how dem get so bad, ba-ba-ba-ba-bad
I man, I man, I man, I man know 'bout badness when Wappy Hill fill up
I man know 'bout badness when Yard just fill up
I man know 'bout badness when the Dajah claw the mass up
I man, I man
I man know 'bout badness when Jim Brown a stand up
I man know 'bout badness when Shorty a say, "Hi, yup"
I man know 'bout badness when Boston a step up
I man know 'bout badness, I man, I man
I don't believe it
Wha' the deal?!
I don't believe it
A wha' this?!
I don't believe it
Wha' the deal?!
I don't believe it
A wha' this?!
I don't believe it
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Writer(s): Philip Antonio Thomas, Curtis Lynch, Marcus Sills
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