- Votes:
- Composers:
- Richard Jeremy Simon Richard Browne
- Moses Anthony Davis
 
- Tags:
- beenie man
- dancehall
- gaza
- jamaica
 
- See also:
Beenie Man - World Gone Mad lyrics
VERSE 1: 
 How some bwoy a talk so 
 Like a dem one get di power 
 When pum-pum dem a devoura 
 Eat di girl like dem a flour 
 Sex di girl dem the hour 
 Mek dem bawl fi all dem modda 
 Cool mek mi line up mi girl 
 Get dem togedda 
 How some a go dis me 
 When mi talk mi nah go rhyme 
 A tru mi job mi just a fin' 
 A mi de gal dem wan' fi wine 
 'cause di DJ nuh haffi wine 
 Caw dem caan come touch mi style 
 Caw di DJ nah go talk like nuh Calvin Kkien 
 how dem a go try fi dis mi 
 When dem know we fin new gear 
 Cause a we one rule di year 
 The gal dem fling han' inna di air 
 Di gal dem treat we wid care 
 Cause dem know sey wicked man an' rastaman winah go fear 
 But..... 
 Chorus 
 Has di worl' gone mad 
 (somebody tell mi nuh) 
 Has di worl' gone mad 
 (go ask di president) 
 Has di worl' gone mad 
 (a dat mi wan' fi know) 
 Has di worl' gone, is di worl' gone 
 Has di worl' gone mad 
 (somebody tell mi nuh) 
 Has di worl' gone mad 
 (go ask di president) 
 Has di worl' gone mad 
 (a dat mi wan' fi know) 
 Has di worl' gone, is di worl' gone 
 Verse 2: 
 Rastaman nuh mix up inna bobylan business 
 Because dem know we work so hard 
 Cause a nuff song we go sing 
 Because the way wi choose we life 
 An' now di way we a go live Beenie Man - World Gone Mad - http://motolyrics.com/beenie-man/world-gone-mad-lyrics.html
 Dem nuh like we cause we tink positive 
 Anyhow........ 
 Nuff a dem a keep up everyday inna di killing 
 Inna one bag a looting 
 Dem join up inna one bag a shooting 
 When policeman haffi ketch him 
 When dem ketch him dem go shot him 
 Yu hear him mumma deh bawl 
 "What a innocent ting!" 
 Everyday u get up anyting u hol' 
 Yu run go sell it 
 Whole heap a money wha u mek it 
 Yu fi careful how yu spend 
 Yu haffi spen' it wisely 
 An' nuh mek policeman touch it 
 Else u a go get deport 
 An' yute u a go leave it 
Chorus
 Well de prisona dem down a GP 
 Well a fi dem palm fi grease 
 Because a footballa an' musician 
 A we a run di peace 
 Some likkle rasta bwoy 
 Outa nort an' outa eas' 
 A nuff a dem a wolf unda clothes a nyam meat 
 How dem a try fi dis me 
 When dem know a we got di heat 
 A we one got di pattern di fashion 
 We got di beat 
 An' di music it a play ya now 
 An' di music it so sweet 
 Unno cool mek wi rock to di bad reggae beat 
 How dem a try fi dis me 
 When a we one set di history 
 A nuh we one write di story 
 A nuh we one get di glory 
 When wi happy fi Bob marley 
 Set di pace so we can tek it 
 Well easy all di artiste inna di country an' sing 
Chorus












