Well, this is a trick and not a warning
Somebody gonna die before a warning
Me gonna leave first and I'm gonna watch him
Then I'm gonna say, sing
Wrong fi come up in me when dem know dem shouldn't try
Needless to give me no excuse, me no take all of a hit
Boy, your skull gonna fly
Needless to say no more, somebody's gonna be bored
Boss, me see you no more
Me be gone yawnin'
And twelve will kill one from mornin'
Well, I got you watchin'