(Intro)
Dem feel a Christmas a come
When man tell dem barrel a
Bwoy brow a beat
Always rassclaat shot out a the maggy a rush

(Verse 1)
Years and months a war
Cyaa left information technology, if mi left it and then mi dead
Me and the guns a spar
Tint up Honda car
Smith and West in a the rider
Pu**y mi nuh haffi run go far
Mi nuh sit down downwards a bar
Mi nuh as well party
And sure gyal you don't trust her

Worst if she and the foes a spar
Shi cyaa know weh mi live
In a my yard mi don't f**k her
You wi lose yo life in a simple 2d
Suh mi link mi 2d tell him seh fi bring the weapon
Mi killer friend dem deh pon anything mi deh pon
From bwoy fi dead a right at present Grands Pen

Pu**y dem full a gun and cyaa shoot
Dem strength ripe wid bad from the grass root
Man wi sew pon dem and run one in a dem confront
Mi a mad bloodclaat youth
Human a circle mi handbag a acting
If a pu**y violate so mi stop sing
Lift upwardly my thing and buss one in a dem face up
Portmore a wa do dem?

(Chorus)
Born criminal, criminal
Criminal, criminal

Built-in criminal, criminal

(Verse 2)
Then Rema
Mi nuh intendance who know dem
Or which pu**y have gun a bear witness dem
Grands Pen this mi tell mi foes dem
Mi wi gi dem gunshot like mi owed dem
Experience you bad truthful yous and the don spar
Four matic in a one car
Gus-shot in a face up wi nuh gi human scar
Shot kiss dem head, and bruk dem foot
And fling the hand far
None a dem pu** deh a nuh actually killer
Running board a bound when mi clasp the chigger
Lookout yous bran leap
I pocketbook a gun story, easy ni**a!

(Echo Chorus)

(Repeat Poesy 1 & Chorus)