Damian Marley "Jr. Gong": Give them some way

Well den a nuff ghetto youths Dat got no place to goLive night and day roamingIn the ghettoMost ghetto youthsAint' got a place of their ownGive dem some place So they can call there homeAnd then most politicianTelling poor people liesAnd can't give no answerWhen di poor people cryWe get ignorantWe bingy drum dem go riseGimme some spaceSo I can burn those guysWell most politiciansFighting gainst Rasta troopsAnd making mistake And a tell poor people oopsSee dem a see dem a flexLike some dapa's and doopsGimme some space To burn di nincompoopsWhy should ghetto youthsdem have to war over cheesewid these big machinesThat you bring from over seasIt burn up dem skin Like some unwanted diseaseGimme some space So I can burn dem pleaseBig fire stick weh all a mek certain soundpure gun shot me a here a ring thru the towneverybody wanna be the modern day Al Caponegimme some spaceso I can burn dem downdi youths dem a jumpto every word that you saidwhen gun shot a bustfi you pickny nuh deaddem vex true we hailKing Selassie insteadgimme some spaceand mek I burn dem rednuff gyal a say demwant fi come a stage showand spar wid di starsso dem can jam a front rowwell nuff gyal a love manjust fi di doegimme some space and mek I burn those hoesCHORUS 2x(Dadigon)Politician used and refusedBut we won't take no moreNever let you take advantage of the poorWhile di youths dem in the coreCrying out for moreYou hide yourself behind your close doorClose doorVERSEweh the thugs dem Are ready fi di conqueringLion of Judah Is now wonderingHow some punks Stand up one side ponderingHow di youths Find roof to live under inAnd shine like a diamond twinklingwhen they see me And di gyal dem minglingBetter watch how youGroup and singlingBetter mind who youFeel and finglingWe don't joinGoose and ganderingWe don't joinChumpas squanderingAnd the sound of The album cramping himWell we don't play gameWhen dem ramping inBetter watch as myTimb boots stomping inTramplingDi camp dem camping inAnd ah burn out the vampireVamping inWi di, red burning lamp withinAfter so much sleepAnd slumberingIs now wonder diImpress dumping himYoungest veteranWill be pumping inThumping inThe club dem jumping inSo wahTell the people your bumpin inSay wahAll mi colleagues dem chumping inAfter sleepless nights of samplingThe results can be life gamblingNow don't stop by nor stumble inThe jungleWhere the royal a rumble inSomeone cookie jar will be crumblingAnd we don't mek room fi no fumblingWell, carefull how your entire in Certain after dark adventuringCuase you might have to be surrenderingMi sey all those jewels and Benjamin'sWeh di thugs dem weh readyFi di wranglingWhen the real GideonIs untanglingAnd a drive inna prestige handlingAnd a practice punk dismantlingAnd a trod go a Binghi di thanks givingFi go hail up di elders skankin inFi guidance you thru the worldWeh di punks live inBurn the church weh di popesAnd munks live inWell judgment fi dem tamperingWhen dem grudge Cause a me di gyal pamperingMr. Bean just find and brind her inWhen dem can't find help nor hinderingCause di man wid Di old big blunt a roleDeh yah now fi go burn downBumbo holeWid enough fire powerFi di winter coldWeh nuh rise till the revolution unfold