Lyrics Beenie Man – One Big Road

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Woah, na na na na na na
Woah, na na na na na na

Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline
Better you live in love and nah commit no crime
Oh vendors, Beenie Man cry fi you all the time
Again
Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline
Better you live in love and nah commit no crime
Oh vendors, whoa now

How comes the Babylon a talk ’bout all the gun thing fi down
When dem a stop the hustling and mek no dollars nah run
The youth dem have a tendency fi turn to dem gun
Fi tie up Mr. Chin and all bruk him place down
Well, dem haffi wear the latest brand weh come down
Ghetto boys and ghetto girls dem just want to have fun
Fi big up all the people who sell a arcade
Most a dem a ghetto people and dem people dem no ‘fraid
But wha’ happen to the youths dem weh can’t buy no stall
Weh string up ‘pon the sidewalk and mek a one call
Government no matter ’bout dem people deh a tall
Dem only cater fi the people who a mek dem tax tall
But again

Life is one big road, with a lot a signs

This is the love I’m preaching and teaching to all my brethren
I have to big up all my sistren still
Woh deh deh Lord all badman, listen woii! Now
Long time ago, back inna Kingston City
Life was hard but now the life silly
Me hear say Billy shot after Barry, fi wha’?
The two a dem a ‘par an the two a dem a natty
Out a Tastee one go buy a little patty
The others lock a holla fi a yatty

Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline
Better you live in love and nah commit no crime
Oh vendors, bawling again, again
Again
Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline
Better you live in love and nah commit no crime
Oh vendors, woii

Wan know how the ghetto youths dem a live
Police a beat vendors and a treat dem like pig
All the youth dem weh live inna the village
Woii, a after paper dem live some all a wipe car glass
Man a laugh and have big talk
All ghetto youth a fi unno time now fi talk
Step up inna life and mek the government see
All the things dem doing to we, but hear me sing
Life is love, and life is livety
Life is loneliness, and life is harmony
Life is freedom, life is long love
Give thanks to on to Haile Selassie
But, cho

Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline
Better you live in love and nah commit no crime
Oh vendors, Beenie Man a say is your time
Again
Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline
Better you live in love and nah commit no crime
Oh vendors, whoa deh, deh deh deh deh…

How comes the Babylon a talk ’bout all the gun thing fi down
When dem a stop the hustling and all the dollars nah run
The youth dem have a tendency fi turn to dem gun
Fi tie up Mr. Chin and all bruk him place down
Dem haffi wear the latest brand weh come down
Ghetto boys and ghetto girls dem just want to have fun
Fi big up all the people who sell a arcade
Most a dem a ghetto people and dem people dem no ‘fraid
But wha’ happen to the youths dem weh can’t buy no stall
Weh string up ‘pon the sidewalk and mek a one call
Government no matter ’bout dem people deh a tall
Dem only cater fi the people who a mek dem tax tall
But again

Life is one big road, with a lot a signs
Youth-man growing up, ‘pon the borderline…