System

When police roll up inna dem armoured vehicle
With some big long gun and terrorize the people
Ready fi pull off them dirty acts of evil
It’s a bloodsport game
Cuz if you run up pon them gun
You get squashed like weeble
Them naw care if you’re young or you’re old and feeble
Copper shot a stick inna your skin like needle
Them a kill ghetto youths for fame
When you hear them say curfew
A blood them a pursue (no comma)
Don’t make them verse you
The rat-ta-ta-ta make ya flatter
Them naw worry not a matter
Not a talking not a chatter
Them naw nurse you
So many people get the copper get the lead
And who no dead end up on the hospital bed
This evilous act was orchestrate by the feds
With no justice no remorse coming from the bigger heads

It’s just the system
Crazy bloodhounds and all
The evil dirty system
The system
The system is bound to fall
The corrupted system

Where’s i’m from name waterhouse
A place well known as a slaughterhouse
You violate police come sort you out
You get a portion of shot whe fi pass you out
Them never hear say the youths them balling out
When politicians a come with party bout
Trick the youths them buy them 40 stout
Cuz them want round up bout 40 scout
Them a seek some fit man to be them hit-man
You better know who you’re working with man
When clans visit man copper shot a split man
Off to the morgues them boys remit man
Same ghetto youths is not no frenchman
Want be new recruits and be them henchman
Coppershot a drench man
A flutta like a wenchman
Bodies in a gully a cause a stench man

System
That was made to divide and rule
The evil dirty system
The system
Intellectual fools
The corrupted system