(Intro) Dem feel a Christmas a come When man tell dem barrel a Bwoy forehead a crush Ever ra**claat shot out a the maggy a rush (Verse 1) Years and months a war Cyaa left it, if mi left it then mi dead Me and the guns a spar Tint up Honda car Smith and West in a the pa**enger Pu**y mi nuh haffi run go far Mi nuh sit down a bar Mi nuh too party And certain 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 second Suh mi link mi second tell him seh fi bring the weapon Mi k**er friend dem deh pon anything mi deh pon From bwoy fi dead a right now Grands Pen Pu**y dem full a gun and cyaa shoot Dem force ripe wid bad from the gra** root Man wi run up pon dem and run one in a dem face Mi a mad bloodclaat youth Man a circle mi bag a acting If a pu**y violate then mi stop sing Lift up my thing and buss one in a dem face Portmore a wa do dem? (Chorus) Born criminal, criminal Criminal, criminal Born criminal, criminal (Verse 2) Then Rema Mi nuh care who know dem Or which pu**y have gun a show dem Grands Pen this mi tell mi foes dem Mi wi gi dem gunshot like mi owed dem Feel you bad true you and the don spar Four matic in a one car Gus-shot in a face wi nuh gi man scar Shot buss dem head, and bruk dem foot And fling the hand far None a dem pu** deh a nuh really k**er Running board a jump when mi squeeze the chigger Watch you bran jump One bag a gun story, easy ni**a! (Repeat Chorus) (Repeat Verse 1 & Chorus)