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Every mickle mek a mockle.

Jamaican proverbs
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Feel Alright

(Intro)
Yo yo!
Straight up de gal dem seh dem love mi fah di illy skilly
Dem dun know, Sean-A-Paul (Yeah yeah)
Duttily muckilly yo
Yah mon Dutty Cup back pon di scene
Comin back fi mek di girls dem bawl out and scream
(It's like a dream) Dutty yeah!
We mek yuh feel alright (Woman)
Wine up ya body till a mornin light (Then gal)
Wave up yuh hand because yuh know seh yuh tight (Woman)
Bounce and gallang woman yuh know seh yuh right (Because)
Woman, woman, woman ...
(Chorus)
Woman yuh mek de sin ting rise
Anytime mi press upon yuh tight
Baby and mek me wuk yuh all night
Mek yuh feel alright, givin yuh di lovin a yuh life
Mek yuh sweat till di mornin light
Mek de sin ting rise
Anytime mi press upon yuh tight
Baby and mek me wuk yuh all night
Mek yuh feel alright, givin yuh di lovin a yuh life
Mek yuh sweat till di mornin light
Bounce it gal, from oonu nuh dibby dibby
Big up all di fat titty tell dem weh yuh feel gimme
Pon di front page, anytime dem see mi see mi
Gal dem seh dem love mi fah di illy skilly
When I got some bouncin gal, woman and yuh dun mek it
Every man round di town seh den waan set it
But Sean-A-Paul alone a weh yuh waan set it
Every day we correct it so mi go so then
Gal a fat till it buff from mi caan get enough
Cau yuh plump andyuh fluff mek mi hard and tough
Yuh got di stuffin I got di handcuff
I know y uh like it from de back I know yuh like to rough
Gal gwaan wine bubble to di bassline
Every ting gwaan mi fine if yuh don't waste nuh time
Check mi later fi go get intertwine
Cau baby girl yuh know yuh mek all yuh ...
(Chorus)
Jump up gal jump up pon di kitty wid it
Jam Down party straight back to Philly Philly
Weh yuh tink it's a joke we nuh silly silly
Hygrade but mi smoke dro wid nuh philly philly
Man a test like nuh ol' time gilly gilly
Shout it out gal yuh know seh yuh waan see mi
Pon di sitten weh yuh have dat a fi mi fi mi
Gwaan start up di Dutty trilly yo
Cau yuh hot fat till it buff from mi caan get enough

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Battle Of Hastings - I

O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;
HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghte
In fyghtynge for Kynge Harrold noblie fell,
Al sleyne in Hastyngs feeld in bloudie fyghte.
O sea! our teeming donore han thy floude,
Han anie fructuous entendement,
Thou wouldst have rose and sank wyth tydes of bloude,
Before Duke Wyllyam's knyghts han hither went;
Whose cowart arrows manie erles sleyne,
And brued the feeld wyth bloude as season rayne.

And of his knyghtes did eke full manie die,
All passyng hie, of mickle myghte echone,
Whose poygnant arrowes, typp'd with destynie,
Caus'd manie wydowes to make myckle mone.
Lordynges, avaunt, that chycken-harted are,
From out of hearynge quicklie now deparle;
Full well I wote, to synge of bloudie warre
Will greeve your tenderlie and mayden harte.
Go, do the weaklie womman inn mann's geare,
And scond your mansion if grymm war come there.

Soone as the erlie maten belle was tolde,
And sonne was come to byd us all good daie,
Bothe armies on the feeld, both brave and bolde,
Prepar'd for fyghte in champyon arraie.
As when two bulles, destynde for Hocktide fyghte,
Are yoked bie the necke within a sparre,
Theie rend the erthe, and travellyrs affryghte,
Lackynge to gage the sportive bloudie warre;
Soe lacked Harroldes menne to come to blowes,
The Normans lacked for to wielde their bowes.

Kynge Harrolde turnynge to hys leegemen spake;
My merrie men, be not caste downe in mynde;
Your onlie lode for aye to mar or make,
Before yon sunne has donde his welke, you'll fynde.
Your lovyng wife, who erst dyd rid the londe
Of Lurdanes, and the treasure that you han,
Wyll falle into the Normanne robber's honde,
Unlesse with honde and harte you plaie the manne.
Cheer up youre hartes, chase sorrowe farre awaie,
Godde and Seyncte Cuthbert be the worde to daie.

And thenne Duke Wyllyam to his knyghtes did saie;
My merrie menne, be bravelie everiche;
Gif I do gayn the honore of the daie,
Ech one of you I will make myckle riche.
Beer you in mynde, we for a kyngdomm fyghte;
Lordshippes and honores echone shall possesse;

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poem by Thomas Chatterton
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Make It Clap

[Intro: Sean Paul (Busta Rhymes)]
We make it clap, we make it clap (Huh!)
Yeah yeah yeah (Flipmode!!!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!!!)
Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!!!)
One more time (Ha!!!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!!!)
Remix time (remix!!!) a dutty yeah, yo, Spliff Star (Spliff!!!)
Flipmode Squad (Ha!!!) we kill 'em with a rhyme, a dutty yeah
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Cau mi seh jump up clap oonu hand and siddung get up
And mi nah wig out mek everybody flip out oonu fi carry on
To get tired I waan chillout, all a di gal a sweat out
Mek your body keep clappin on
[Sean Paul]
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands, so push it up deh
[Busta Rhymes]
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
Can't believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna
Keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain't playin
I'm talkin to all my people cause what I'm sayin is
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
Poor snapper, lookin at shorty shakin it and makin it clap
Booty big pokin out like twenties on the lap
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back
Booty bangin to the beat sometimes we overlap-sing
Gal peel out your blouse and your tight-jeans
Let me lick you down dip you with some ice-cream
Gal holla holla my name when I slide-in
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet and light-ning
Hold me tight feel the triniman grin-ding and grin-ding and grin-ding
Gal dip and bounce start whin-ning
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, seen
([Busta Rhymes:] We got dough) You could tell by what we dri-ving
([Busta Rhymes:] Lookin to chose) How it's different and blin-ding
And blin-ding and blin-ding it's like that make it clap now
[Chorus]
[Sean Paul]

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Make It Clap (remix)

[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap (Huh!)
Yeah yeah yeah (Flipmode!!!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!)
Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!)
One more time (Ha!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!)
Remix time (remix!) a Dutty yeah, yo, Spliff Star (Spliff!)
Flipmode Squad (Ha!) we kill 'em with a rhyme, a dutty yeah
[Busta Rhymes]
Cau mi seh jump up clap oonu hand and siddung get up
And mi nah wig out mek everybody flip out oonu fi carry on
To get tired I waan chillout, all a di gal a sweat out
Mek your body keep clappin on
[Sean Paul]
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands, so push it up deh
[Busta Rhymes]
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
Can't believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna
Keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain't playin
I'm talkin to all my people cause what I'm sayin is
[Busta Rhymes]
In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap,
We make it clap,
We make it clap,
We make it clap
[Spliff Star]
Poor snapper, lookin at shorty shakin it and makin it clap
Booty big pokin out like twenties on the lap
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back
Booty bangin to the beat sometimes we overlap-sing
Gal peel out your blouse and your tight-jeans
Let me lick you down dip you with some ice-cream
Gal holla holla my name when I slide-in
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet and light-ning
Hold me tight feel the triniman grin-ding and grin-ding and grin-ding
Gal dip and bounce start whin-ning
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, seen
(We got dough) You could tell by what we dri-ving
(Lookin to chose) How it's different and blin-ding

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We'll Be Burning

[Intro]
Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (smoke it yo)
It don't mek we peace so dont provoke it yo (voke it yo)
We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh need coke it yo (coke it yo)
Set ya mind at ease we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin', dont provoke him
Cau di weed weh we smokin' need fi soakin'
Fastin' fi di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican
When we a bun a weed we supportin' and promotin'
Lau di crack and di coke ting yeah we smoking
Herb a di healin' of di nation
Legalize it right now we wanna blaze one
[chorus]
Everyday, we be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say
We be earnin' dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay
Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J
Legalize it, time you recognize it
This purple haze it mek mi crazy
Mek mi write new tune yeah dats what pays me
Cau dat not di only occupation
Goin' to get some I give yuh medication
When a farmer grows it he knows to close it
Economical benefit help fi those who a fi deh yah pon di hard jugglin
Cau di system only keep man struggling
Studyin people a use it dont abuse it
Cau di concentration well reputed
Dats why herb man dem a di wise one
And it found on di grave of King Solomon
And it good fi di eye sight and di chest sight
And it give yuh nuff inside just gimme di light
And, mek we blaze it we should a neva waste it
[chorus]
Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say
We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay
Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J
Legalize it, time you recognize it
Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (Smoke it yo!)
It dont mek we peace so dont provoke it yo (Voke it yo!)
We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh need coke it yo (Coke it yo!)
Set yuh mind at ease we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin dont provoke him
Cau di weed weh we smokin need fi soakin
Fastin fi di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican
Cau we know it as a great ting no debatin
While incarceratin true dem hatin
Cau dem dont wanna see we a remain calm
Even though dem condemn (?)
[chorus]
Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say
We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay

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Sir Andrew Barton

The First Part
'When Flora with her fragrant flowers
Bedeckt the earth so trim and gaye,
And Neptune with his daintye showers
Came to present the monthe of Maye;
King Henrye rode to take the ayre,
Over the river of Thames past hee;
When eighty merchants of London came,
And downe they knelt upon their knee.

'O yee are welcome, rich merchants,
Good saylors, welcome unto mee.'
They swore by the rood, they were saylors good,
But rich merchants they cold not bee.
'To France nor Flanders dare we pass,
Nor Bordeaux voyage dare we fare;
And all for a rover that lyes on the seas,
Who robbs us of our merchant ware.'

King Henrye frownd, and turned him rounde,
And swore by the Lord that was mickle of might,
'I thought he had not beene in the world,
Durst have wrought England such unright.'
The merchants sighed, and said, 'Alas!'
And thus they did their answer frame;
'He is a proud Scott, that robbs on the seas,
And Sir Andrewe Barton is his name.'

The king loot over his left shoulder,
And an angrye look then looked hee;
'Have I never a lorde in all my realme,
Will feitch yond traytor unto mee?'
'Yea, that dare I,' Lord Howard sayes;
If it please your grace to give me leave,
Myselfe wil be the only man.'

'Thou art but yong,' the kyng replyed,
'Yond Scott hath numbred manye a yeare.'
'Trust me, my liege, Ile make him quail,
Or before my prince I will never appeare.'
'Then bowemen and gunners thou shalt have,
And chuse them over my realme so free;
Besides good mariners, and shipp-boyes,
To guide the great shipp on the sea.'

The first man that Lord Howard chose,
Was the ablest gunner in all the realme,
Thoughe he was threescore yeeres and ten;
Good Peter Simon was his name.
'Peter,' sais hee, 'I must to the sea,

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poem by Anonymous Olde English
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D. U. B

When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe make her feel iree.
Be play album, dub plate, and forty-five
For dats the kind of riddim that keeps me alive.
Me turn on fe me radio
Some a chat bout dat
But I know more than d.j.
So I nah play you dat.
(chorus)
Me tek a d and a u
An a b - not e
That thing there
Is special to me.
Me listen in the morning
Also in the night
For dat form of music
Is outasight.
The newest form of music
Is easy to see
It start with a d
And end with a b
Dub in a de morning
And dub in a de night
Mek the whole neighbourhood
Feel alright, feel alright
When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe mek her fell iree.
When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe mek her fell iree.
Me tek a d and a u
An a b - not e
That thing there
Is special to me.
Me listen in the morning
Also in the night
For dat form of music
Is outasight.
The newest form of music
Is easy to see
It start with a d
And end with a b
Dub in a de morning
And dub in a de night
Mek the whole neighbourhood

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At Night

Whut time 'd dat clock strike?
Nine? No--eight;
I didn't think hit was so late.
Aer chew! I must 'a' got a cough,
I raally b'lieve I did doze off--
Hit's mighty soothin' to de tiah,
A-dozin' dis way by de fiah;
Oo oom--hit feels so good to stretch
I sutny is one weary wretch!

Look hyeah, dat boy done gone to sleep!
He des ain't wo'th his boa'd an' keep;
I des don't b'lieve he'd bat his eyes
If Gab'el called him fo'm de skies!
But sleepin's good dey ain't no doubt--
Dis pipe o' mine is done gone out.
Don't bu'n a minute, bless my soul,
Des please to han' me dat ah coal.

You 'Lias git up now, my son,
Seems lak my nap is des begun;
You sutny mus' ma'k down de day
Wen I treats comp'ny dis away!
W'y, Brother Jones, dat drowse come on,
An' laws! I dremp dat you was gone!
You 'Lias, whaih yo' mannahs, suh,
To hyeah me call an' nevah stuh!

To-morrer mo'nin' w'en I call
Dat boy'll be sleepin' to beat all,
Don't mek no diffunce how I roah,
He'll des lay up an' sno' and sno'.
Now boy, you done hyeahed whut I said,
You bettah tek yo'se'f yo baid,
Case ef you gits me good an' wrong
I'll mek dat sno' a diffunt song.

Dis wood fiah is invitin' dho',
Hit seems to wa'm de ve'y flo'--
An' nuffin' ain't a whit ez sweet,
Ez settin' toastin' of yo' feet.
Hit mek you drowsy, too, but La!
Hyeah, 'Lias, don't you hyeah yo' ma?
Ef I gits sta'ted f'om dis cheah
I' lay, you scamp, I'll mek you heah!

To-morrer mo'nin' I kin bawl
Twell all de neighbohs hyeah me call;
An' you'll be snoozin' des ez deep
Ez if de day was made fu' sleep;

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poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Fit & Legit

Sey put ye hand up inna the air, hand up inna the air, hand up inna the air
You an ye man gone clear
Put ye hand up inna the air, hand up inna the air
Rule year to year
Dutty yeah
Becau ye fit an ye legit woman ye know sey ye man jus nah lef
Matta how dem gal ya want flex like harlot
Couldn't matta how dem gal ya wan run come tek set
Woman ye know ye naffi mek no check
Cau ye fit an ye legit woman ye know sey ye man jus nah lef
Matta how dem gal ya want flex like harlot
Couldn't matta how dem gal ya wan run come tek set
Woman ye know ye done copperset
Cause a you run the district
Ye move like electric
And nuff gal a try trick up ye man an mek him exit
But ye still a benefit becau ye rallyback with
Dem can't tek a thing because a you got the permit
In any case gal ye dunn run the place
If she show up her face then she gwain get erased
She a petty case up inna the one slap race
An ye dunn know already sey ye control the place
Woman ye fit an ye legit woman ye know sey ye man jus nah lef
Matta how dem gal ya want flex like harlot
Couldn't matta how dem gal ya wanna run come tek set
Woman ye know ye naffi tek no check
Becau ye fit an ye legit woman ye know sey ye man jus nah lef
Matta how dem gal ya want flex like harlot
Couldn't matta how dem gal ya wan run come tek set
Woman ye know ye naffi tek no check
Because a long time ye inna the biz
Who this gal ya think she is
She pose up 'pon ye man an she no got not a backitif
Can't live how ye live an ye man him nah go give
No respect to her becau the body it a negative
Sey pon ye property dem wan come bounce
But dem nah get a inch nor a ounce
Gal yaffi mek dem know
Sey if dem wan come clean
Nuff a that alone dem a go get becau ye an ye man him still a team
Fit an ye legit woman ye know sey ye man jus nah lef
Matta how dem gal ya want flex like harlot
Couldn't matta how dem gal ya wanna run come tek set
Woman ye know ye naffi tek no check
Becau ye fit an ye legit woman ye know sey ye man jus nah lef
Matta how dem gal ya want flex like harlot
Couldn't matta how dem gal ya wanna run come tek set
Woman ye know ye naffi tek no check
Becau daily
See the fence an want come scale it

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Gimme The Light Remix,

[Intro]
[Busta Rhymes:] Ay yo Sean Paul!!!
[Sean Paul:] Yo yo
[Busta Rhymes:] A Busta Rhymes this yuh know
[Sean Paul:] Wah gwaan
[Busta Rhymes]
Pass me the blow torch let me light up this big head nigga
[Sean Paul:] No doubt
[Busta Rhymes:] Bring dat come rudebwoy
[Sean Paul:] A Dutty Yeah!!!
[Busta Rhymes:] Flipmode check it!!!
[Chorus (Busta Rhymes):]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro! Buss anotha bokkle a moe
(Huh huh huh huh huh come on)
Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know (Yeah, yeah)
Which one is gonna catch my flow (Busta Bus now)
Cause I'm inna di vibe and I got my dough! (Yeah, Sean Paul now)
Buss anotha bokkle a moe
(Remix, remix, remix) Gal dem lookin hype and I got to know!!!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah yeah check it, clap oonu hand oonu fi clap oonu hand
Busta Bus inna di place oonu fi clap oonu hand
Seh mi and Sean Paul link up come fi create a plan
To go a dancehall buss it up and mek couple grand
Run the streets you never move without the rest of the clan
With a nine in the door panel in the side of the van
Despite the hate that be always comin for you and your man
It's Flipmode and Sean Paul nigga, understand
[Sean Paul]
Tell dem nuh ready fi di level weh di Dutty deh pon
Turn up di bass and di treble music a di weopen
Gal a whine up dem waist like a phenomenom
All over di world oonu fi sing this a song yo
[Chorus]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro! Buss anotha bottle a moe
Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know (Yo, yo, yo yo yo)
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Cause mi inna di vibe and I got my dough! (Flipmode baby!!!)
Buss anotha bottle a moe (Come on, Sean Paul baby!!!)
Gal dem lookin hype and I got to know!!!
(Come on, yeah, yeah, Busta Bus now!!!)
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
We be blazin cellular phones in wire or cingular
And still gotta connect to smoke a piece of the rizla
See if you could in a philly or a chalice I'm givin you
The chance to smoke up until a ugly chick look like Vivica Fox
Clap oonu hand oonu fi clap oonu hand
Busta Bus inna di place oonu fi clap oonu hand
Seh mi and Sean Paul link up come fi create a plan
To go a dancehall buss it up and mek couple grand

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Hot Gal Today

Mr. Vegas & Sean Paul)
Hey me and you cyann guh nuh wheh yu kno
Shut up yu moooout
A my gyal dat my yute
My boo
Yow, a whappen to yuh?
Seana Paul and Mista Vegas again
Dutty yo
Trilalalalalala boomboom shi laay
I an I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalala boomboom shi lau
I an I man haffi get da gyal yaah
Well, competition haffi gwaan cau me fus
Sight da gyal yah - Jah know seh a war bus
Between Sauna Paul and Mistah Vegus
A which one a pour di coffee dung in har t'ermos?
Mi haffi get da gyal yah now
Man a gyow yuh deh gyow
Shi leggo har numbah pon mi
Would be di wrong numbah yow
Mi beg har for a date
An den shi kill yu wid di "No"
Seh dutty still know man a nuh bait, a man nuh ole poppyshow
Becau mi haffi mek a try
Haffi get a bligh
Getti neegle eye
I an I naah guh romp wit nuh guy
Or mi haffi mek a cruise inna mi rubbah shoes
Gal a get bruise
Seana Paul win an Vegas a lose
Shilalalalalala boomboom shi laay
I an I buck a hot gyal today
lalalalalala boomboom shi lau
I an I man haffi get da gyal yaah
An mi alone have di key to har apartment
Shi only waan use Vegas fi pay rent
Shi seh shi love mi body scent an mi accent
Shi nuh waan nuh likkle bwoy wheh jooks wid him parents
But nuh see how mi have di gyal wee-ee-eak?
Ooman want a man wheh can dwee-ee-eet
Shi want di lovin right trou di wee-ee-eek
An shi nuh waan nuh man wheh love slee-ee-eep
Could yu be tellin mi dat i man is a punk
When seven days a di week nuh an yu stop from get junk?
Well i man bun up di chronic - a di highest grade skunk
An charge up mi body cau Jah know mi naah flunk. Ay
Trilalalalalala boomboom shi laay
I an I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalala boomboom shi lau
I an I man haffi get da gyal yaah

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Two-An'-Six

Merry voices chatterin',
Nimble feet dem patterin',
Big an' little, faces gay,
Happy day dis market day.

Sateday, de marnin' break,
Soon, soon market-people wake;
An' de light shine from de moon
While dem boy, wid pantaloon
Roll up ober dem knee-pan,
'Tep across de buccra lan'
To de pastur whe' de harse
Feed along wid de jackass,
An' de mule cant' in de track
Wid him tail up in him back,
All de ketchin' to defy,
No ca' how dem boy might try.

In de early marnin'-tide,
When de cocks crow on de hill
An' de stars are shinin' still,
Mirrie by de fireside
Hots de coffee for de lads
Comin' ridin' on de pads
T'rown across dem animul--
Donkey, harse too, an' de mule,
Which at last had come do'n cool.
On de bit dem hol' dem full:
Racin' ober pastur' lan',
See dem comin' ebery man,
Comin' fe de steamin' tea
Ober hilly track an' lea.

Hard-wuk'd donkey on de road
Trottin' wid him ushal load,
Hamper pack' wi' yam an' grain,
Sour-sop, and Gub'nor cane.

Cous' Sun sits in hired dray,
Drivin' 'long de market way;
Whole week grindin' sugar cane
T'rough de boilin' sun an' rain,
Now, a'ter de toilin' hard,
He goes seekin' his reward,
While he's thinkin' in him min'
Of de dear ones lef behin',
Of de loved though ailin' wife,
Darlin' treasure of his life,
An' de picknies, six in all,
Whose 'nuff burdens 'pon him fall:

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Sir Cauline

The First Part.

In Ireland, ferr over the sea,
There dwelleth a bonnye kinge;
And with him a yong and comlye knighte,
Men call him Syr Cauline.

The kinge had a ladye to his daughter,
In fashyon she hath no peere;
And princely wightes that ladye wooed
To be theyr wedded feere.

Syr Cauline loveth her best of all,
But nothing durst he saye;
Ne descreeve his counsayl to no man,
But deerlye he lovde this may.

Till on a daye it so beffell
Great dill to him was dight;
The maydens love removde his mynd,
To care-bed went the knighte.

One while he spred his armes him fro,
One while he spred them nye:
'And aye! but I winne that ladyes love,
For dole now I mun dye.'

And whan our parish-masse was done,
Our kinge was bowne to dyne;
He says, 'Where is Syr Cauline,
That is wont to serve the wyne?'

Then aunswerde him a courteous knighte,
And fast his handes gan wringe:
'Sir Cauline is sicke, and like to dye,
Without a good leechinge.'

'Fetche me downe my daughter deere,
She is a leeche fulle fine;
Goe take him doughe, and the baken bread,
And serve him with the wyne soe red;
Lothe I were him to tine.'

Fair Christabelle to his chaumber goes,
Her maydens follwyng nye:
'O well,' she sayth, 'How doth my lord?'
'O sicke, thou fayr ladye.'

'Nowe ryse up wightlye, man, for shame,

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Gil Morrice. A Scottish Ballad

Gil Morrice was an erles son,
His name it waxed wide:
It was nae for his great riches,
Nor zet was mickle pride;
Bot it was for a lady gay,
That livd on Carron side.

'Quhair sall I get a bonny boy,
That will win hose and shoen;
That will gae to Lord Barnard's ha',
And bid his lady cum?
And ze maun rin my errand, Willie,
And ze may rin wi' pride;
Quhen other boys gae on their foot,
On horse-back ze sall ride.'

'O no! O no! my master dear!
I dare nae for my life;
I'll no gae to the bauld barons,
For to triest furth his wife.'
'My bird Willie, my boy Willie,
My dear Willie,' he sayd:
'How can ze strive against the stream?
For I shall be obeyd.'

'Bot, O my master dear!' he cry'd,
'In grene wod ze're zour lain;
Gi owre sic thochts, I walde ze rede,
For fear ze should be tain.'
'Haste, haste, I say, gae to the ha',
Bid hir cum here wi speid:
If ze refuse my heigh command,
Ill gar zour body bleid.

'Gae bid hir take this gay mantel,
'Tis a gowd bot the hem;
Bid hir cum to the gude grene wode,
And bring nane bot hir lain:
And there it is, a silken sarke,
Hir ain hand sewd the sleive;
And bid hir cum to Gill Morice,
Speir nae bauld barons leave.'

'Yes, I will gae zour blacke errand,
Though it be to zour cost;
Sen ze by me well nae be warn'd,
In it ze sall find frost.
The baron he is a man of might,
He neir could bide to taunt;
As ze will see before it's nicht,

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Call My Name

Ta dah, tah dah, a dutty yo again,
Ta dah, tah dah, a dutty yo again,
So mi go so again
Chorus:
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,
All though your not mine from time to time,
I got to make you know, you are my sunshine (my sunshine, my sunshine)
I love you baby, but yuh nuh love mi back why?
Yuh drive mi crazy cause yuh fi gi mi dat bligh,
Yuh mek mi high, I just cant deny,
Love positive just a build up inna I and I,
Jus gi mi deh privilege and runaway yuh man,
I got the plan fi mek yuh turn on,
Baby, just believe mi cause my word is my bond,
Sometimes I hear yuh, but Im hearing wrong, girl!
(chorus)
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,
All though your not mine from time to time,
I got to make you know that you are my sunshine (my sunshine, my sunshine)
Verse2:
Rude bwoy loving a nuh sumting fi she ramp wid,(true, true)
Everyman him need a woman fi be him live blanket,
If she did say spank it, yuh hold dat and crank it,
If she neva love yuh good, yuh know yuh would a flank it,
Babygirl, yuh know a love yuh, but yuh falla yuh friend dem,
Now yuh gone and break Sean Paul heart in two,
Yuh have deh dappa all a bawl and a mek phone call,
Wah yuh really expect man fi do,
(chorus)
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,
All though your not mine from time to time,
I got to make you know that you are my sunshine (my sunshine, my sunshine)
Verse4:
Tick tock mi get heart attack, When mi hear she leaving and she nah come back,
Mi caan believe mi dream so mi love world just crash,
A lucky ting she neva know weh mi hide mi stash, but
(chorus)
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,

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Deport Dem

Dutty Yo!!!
K. Licious (?)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Dutty Yo!
Yo yo yo yo!
Sean Paul a mek di whole world know
Chorus:
From a gal nuh up to date wi deport dem
Cant keep up wit di trends wi report dem
If a nuh di modeling type wi nuh court dem
But if a di big beauty queen wi support dem
Again wi nuh sorry, a dutty wuk di gal dem ina every territory
But wi hafi start keep dem ina category
Mandatory alla mi gal dem hafi fit, dem hafi ready
Cant keep up wit di trend man a lef it
Bad man nuh sorry cause wi done hit di cherry
Done legendary nuff gal wah fi marry
One ting wi hafi tell dem necessary
Big-up unu self if unu got it
Chorus 2x
Yo, perform honorary
Wuk ina di gal dem mek dem feel well merry
Not imaginary nuff a dem a seh mi very sexy
Dem well wah Dutty come burry
But wi hafi tell dem one ting customary
Keep it tight just like di military
And mek sure yuh tight extra-ordinary
Three, four, five gal ina mi contrary
Now maintain hype yah Kerry
Chorus 2x
Unu listen to di words wah Sean Paul a him a chat
And big-up unu self if unu deh pon di top
Unu chat, unu stop, yuh get because yuh fat
And dutty cup yute dem never a want dat
Dem big, wi tell dem leave ya
Cause wi nuh wahn nuh grate up wit alligator
Wi talk straight, gal hafi shape
And when dem walk pon di road dem hafi cause man headache
Chorus
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Deport Them

Dutty Yo!!!
K. Licious (?)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Dutty Yo!
Yo yo yo yo!
Sean Paul a mek di whole world know
Chorus:
From a gal nuh up to date wi deport dem
Cant keep up wit di trends wi report dem
If a nuh di modeling type wi nuh court dem
But if a di big beauty queen wi support dem
Again wi nuh sorry, a dutty wuk di gal dem ina every territory
But wi hafi start keep dem ina category
Mandatory alla mi gal dem hafi fit, dem hafi ready
Cant keep up wit di trend man a lef it
Bad man nuh sorry cause wi done hit di cherry
Done legendary nuff gal wah fi marry
One ting wi hafi tell dem necessary
Big-up unu self if unu got it
Chorus 2x
Yo, perform honorary
Wuk ina di gal dem mek dem feel well merry
Not imaginary nuff a dem a seh mi very sexy
Dem well wah Dutty come burry
But wi hafi tell dem one ting customary
Keep it tight just like di military
And mek sure yuh tight extra-ordinary
Three, four, five gal ina mi contrary
Now maintain hype yah Kerry
Chorus 2x
Unu listen to di words wah Sean Paul a him a chat
And big-up unu self if unu deh pon di top
Unu chat, unu stop, yuh get because yuh fat
And dutty cup yute dem never a want dat
Dem big, wi tell dem leave ya
Cause wi nuh wahn nuh grate up wit alligator
Wi talk straight, gal hafi shape
And when dem walk pon di road dem hafi cause man headache
Chorus
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Strategy

Intro:
Dutty Yo !
Fi di gal dem again yuh know
Buss di world ! Buss di world
Dutty yo !
Dutty dutty dutty shot a fall again
Because di gal dem a hackle mi
Chorus:
Follow back a mi dem wah tackle mi dem well wah saddle mi
Dem a walk wit a strategy
Hafi fi get di dutty family up ina dem bed dem a carry mi
And di gal dem a hackle mi
Dem follow back a mi dem wah tackle mi dem well wah saggle mi
And dem a walk wit a strategy
Hafii get di dutty family up ina dem bed dem a carry me
Verse 1:
Nuff man a mi enemy true dem gal a gimmie
Well it's no wonder a mi dem follow true dem love dutty
Dem feel mi straight up ina dem center man a wuk muckey
And now dem feel unhappy true dem got di wrong jockey
Di gal dem a tell mi seh a only Sean a follow we
Dem outa dem mind Dem want mi all di time
A true dem know seh di dutty well refined
Dem tell mi seh a mi dem wah get
Mi a dem target
Everyday dem wah tek set
A true di dutty dem a gal sex object
Instant spot check
Gal dem wah run mi to wreck
A true dem hackle mi
Chorus
Verse 2:
And now di gal dem a plan fi utilize di cup
Dem get minutes of endless supply a wuk
Size mi up and dem all a tell mi seh points deduct
If it nuh buck up dem stomach mek dem maximize weh dem a run to
Sensimenia mek mi meaner when mi mix it wit medina
Wuk Celena mek she write it ina di Gleaner seh mi fittah and mi leanah
Than Mr. Greena
And now her freind dem a run mi dung around di town a look fi mi
A true dem hackle mi
Chorus
Verse 3:
From left to right di gal dem a fight an over mi dem get dem hype
Gimmie mi stripe and dem a tell mi seh a mi dem really like
Mi a dem type
Mi a dem light
Dem wah mi guide dem home tonight
Seven miles, wuk dem right
Dondemite get ignite

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Uptown Haters Skit

[Chorus:]
Sometimes i hear you calling out my name,
And i hear you deep down inna mi brain,
If i'm a fool i've only got myself to blame, self to blame, self to blame
Well i can see the sign 'cause i'm not blind,
Although you're not mine from time to time,
I've got to let you know you are my sunshine, my sunshine, my sunshine
[Verse1:]
I love you baby but you don't love me back...Why,
You drive me crazy 'cause yu fi gi mi dat...bly,
You make me high! I just can't deny,
Love out potential a fill up inna i and i,
Just give me the privilege and run a way yu man,
I got the plan! fi mek yu tun on,
Baby just believe me 'cause my word is my bond!,
Sometime i think i hear you but i am hearing wrong, girl!
[Chorus]
[Verse2:]
Rude bwoy loving a nu something fi she ramp wid,
Everyman him need a woman fi be a live blanket,
If she diss yu, spank it...you hold dat and crank it,
Baby girl you know i love you but you follow yu friend dem,
Now you gonna break Sean Paul heart in two,
You have the dapper all a bawl and all a mek phone call.
What yu really expect man fi do.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Tick, tock mi get heart attack,
When mi hear she leaving and she naw come back,
Mi caan believe me dreams to mi love world crash,
A lucky thing she never know where mi hide mi stash, but.
[Chorus]
I love you baby but you don't love me back...Why,
You drive me crazy 'cause yu fi gi mi dat...bly,
You make me high! I just can't deny,
Love out potential a fill up inna i and i
Duh Da Duh Da Duh Da Doww..(?)lets hear it again(?).....x2
[Chorus]
Rude bwoy loving a nu something fi she ramp wid,
Everyman him need a woman fi be a live blanket,
If she diss yu, spank it...you hold dat and crank it,
Baby girl you know i love you but you follow yu friend dem,
Now you gonna break Sean Paul heart in two,
You have the dapper all a bawl and all a mek phone call.
What yu really expect man fi do.
Sometimes i hear you calling out my name,
And i hear you deep down inna mi brain,
If i'm a fool i've only got myself to blame, self to blame, self to blame....

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Can You Do The Work

Intro:
Sean Paul: Bwoy Ce'cile, I see it clear yuh know, mi need ya yuh know
Ce'cile: Pleeeaaaaseeee!!! I got a man ok
Sean Paul: Yeah but mi neva hear yuh seh nuttin bout him, mi talk bout mi and you now
Ce'cile: Well he's there so I gotta let ya know yuh know
Sean Paul: Well let's go kick it then we can chill
Ce'cile: Anyway yuh caan do nuttin
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Well woman it's a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 1:
Ce'cile:
Yuh a talk bout dutty yeah
when yuh come inna mi house yuh betta don't play
Just land di big jet pon di runway
Can yuh give it to mi all night all day
Sean Paul:
Fi real now Ce'cile yuh a talk bout see what I've been goin thru
List one bag a man like yuh deh pon mi few
But wait till di Dutty get a hold of yuh (Ce'cile: Whateva)
Inna di bedroom yuh start call mi Shaka Zulu
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Ce'cile now a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 2:
Ce'cile:
Well Sean Paul get wid it badgal nuh waan nuh one minute
Or when tire punch out we rim it
Bruk every state limit, don't waan nuh joke or nuh gimmick
Got fi know how fi shock and fi sting it
Sean Paul:
Girl, well I'm most talented, betta than wah di doctor recommended
So when di time mi touch yuh it is time well spended
So when did, yuh ever see a yute so demented?

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