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My
good old Prophet Marcus Gavi prophesised,
St. James,
Ndele Bigo and Kingston is gonna meet.
And I can see with my own eyes it's
only a housing scheme that divide,
227s.
Sevenths.
I took up a cotton tree out by Ferry Pony Station
How beautiful it used to be
And it has been destroyed by lightning,
earthquake and thunder
I say, what!
What a li-bam-ba-ba-yay!
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What a li-bam-ba-ba-yay!
I take a ride sometimes on Penoval and in Bronx
And sometimes I ride on bus X82
Say, what!
What a li-bam-ba-ba-yay!
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What a li-bam-ba-ba-yay!
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My first job was inside of Spanish Town District Prison
And when they were about to take him out
He prophesied and said,
As I pass through this gate No other prisoner
shall enter it here true And so it is,
until now The gate has been locked Say,
what!
What a li-bam-ba-ba-yay!
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What a li-bam-ba-ba-yay!
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Oh man, I will feel it!