I get many things i wanna talk but no speak Many many things dey wanna take my glory Reason when Dey see me on the street them know me Really wanna talk about the past them no fit Me I no go ever die young You see the reason why I’ll never ever carry gun Many suffer Many bye gone If you get Molly give me Wanna Dey on my own Wanna call my mama tell am say thy bad days are gone carry grace I know say me I no carry jazz along I belong to ceaser E Dey do me bitter E Dey give me ginger Me I get jah na he Dey give me shortcut Get many girlie wey Dey feel me IDAN GAN I no carry jazz no Dey call me young John Na the baba grace wey Dey give me one shot All the problem bye gone