| Song | Countri Bunkan |
| Artist | Melodic Yoza |
| Album | Countri Boi Kingston |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sean Burgess | |
| 作曲 : Terence Lam | |
| You know, coming from the country | |
| It ain’t always easy | |
| Living this city life | |
| So I say | |
| Hold tight don't let go | |
| This is the life that I know | |
| From mi little and a grow | |
| Them use to be like boy wey yu a go | |
| Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from | |
| Talking ‘bout you gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone | |
| He didn't pass his common entrance | |
| Could not get an entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence, yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about them day of flying kites | |
| My slingshot gigs and my yo-yo | |
| Mi gone | |
| Don't wanna live my life with regrets | |
| But these are the days I can forget | |
| Since my mommy left I been out of breath | |
| Some perfect stranger try to take disrespect | |
| Yes, I went to school without a lunch box | |
| Remember when they use to call me dunce bat | |
| But look how the dunce youth bounce back | |
| Damn snap now what’s that cool | |
| Mama say boy you so much baddaretion | |
| I’m too hard ears, why you won't listen | |
| And move me away with my auntie out in Kingston | |
| And tell me Yoz you got to change your occupation | |
| I found myself in the valley of decisions | |
| And my decision is to fulfill my vision | |
| And hit the world with this music revelation | |
| ‘Cause no matter what they do | |
| They can't stop the countri bunkan | |
| Hey, countri bunkan | |
| Go back where you come from | |
| Talking bout you, gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan | |
| Try and be someone | |
| He didn't pass his common entrance | |
| Could not entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about those days | |
| When Barry G used to play all over the radio | |
| I'm a pro | |
| Twenty years of overnight success | |
| From sound splash right back to Sumfest | |
| And all these years man, I did invest | |
| But them no press so I've got to express, oh yes | |
| I've been to many of soundclash | |
| When DJ used to put soundbox on truck back | |
| Fi reach a dance just to get a one chat | |
| Damn, snap that's way back cool | |
| Tippa Lee and Rapper Roberts combination | |
| Lieutenant Stitchie used to do it on stereo one | |
| And Papa Levi used to rock it on the version | |
| Mi god mi king his name is Yoshua | |
| Yo him inspire me to be a mic chanter | |
| So I mask with the mic around the ample fire | |
| Countri boi in town and it’s a take over | |
| Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from | |
| Talking ‘bout you gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone | |
| He didn't pass his common entrance | |
| Could not get an entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence, yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about them day of flying kites | |
| My slingshot gigs and my yo-yo | |
| Mi gone |
| zuo ci : Sean Burgess | |
| zuo qu : Terence Lam | |
| You know, coming from the country | |
| It ain' t always easy | |
| Living this city life | |
| So I say | |
| Hold tight don' t let go | |
| This is the life that I know | |
| From mi little and a grow | |
| Them use to be like boy wey yu a go | |
| Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from | |
| Talking ' bout you gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone | |
| He didn' t pass his common entrance | |
| Could not get an entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence, yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about them day of flying kites | |
| My slingshot gigs and my yoyo | |
| Mi gone | |
| Don' t wanna live my life with regrets | |
| But these are the days I can forget | |
| Since my mommy left I been out of breath | |
| Some perfect stranger try to take disrespect | |
| Yes, I went to school without a lunch box | |
| Remember when they use to call me dunce bat | |
| But look how the dunce youth bounce back | |
| Damn snap now what' s that cool | |
| Mama say boy you so much baddaretion | |
| I' m too hard ears, why you won' t listen | |
| And move me away with my auntie out in Kingston | |
| And tell me Yoz you got to change your occupation | |
| I found myself in the valley of decisions | |
| And my decision is to fulfill my vision | |
| And hit the world with this music revelation | |
| ' Cause no matter what they do | |
| They can' t stop the countri bunkan | |
| Hey, countri bunkan | |
| Go back where you come from | |
| Talking bout you, gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan | |
| Try and be someone | |
| He didn' t pass his common entrance | |
| Could not entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about those days | |
| When Barry G used to play all over the radio | |
| I' m a pro | |
| Twenty years of overnight success | |
| From sound splash right back to Sumfest | |
| And all these years man, I did invest | |
| But them no press so I' ve got to express, oh yes | |
| I' ve been to many of soundclash | |
| When DJ used to put soundbox on truck back | |
| Fi reach a dance just to get a one chat | |
| Damn, snap that' s way back cool | |
| Tippa Lee and Rapper Roberts combination | |
| Lieutenant Stitchie used to do it on stereo one | |
| And Papa Levi used to rock it on the version | |
| Mi god mi king his name is Yoshua | |
| Yo him inspire me to be a mic chanter | |
| So I mask with the mic around the ample fire | |
| Countri boi in town and it' s a take over | |
| Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from | |
| Talking ' bout you gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone | |
| He didn' t pass his common entrance | |
| Could not get an entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence, yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about them day of flying kites | |
| My slingshot gigs and my yoyo | |
| Mi gone |
| zuò cí : Sean Burgess | |
| zuò qǔ : Terence Lam | |
| You know, coming from the country | |
| It ain' t always easy | |
| Living this city life | |
| So I say | |
| Hold tight don' t let go | |
| This is the life that I know | |
| From mi little and a grow | |
| Them use to be like boy wey yu a go | |
| Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from | |
| Talking ' bout you gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone | |
| He didn' t pass his common entrance | |
| Could not get an entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence, yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about them day of flying kites | |
| My slingshot gigs and my yoyo | |
| Mi gone | |
| Don' t wanna live my life with regrets | |
| But these are the days I can forget | |
| Since my mommy left I been out of breath | |
| Some perfect stranger try to take disrespect | |
| Yes, I went to school without a lunch box | |
| Remember when they use to call me dunce bat | |
| But look how the dunce youth bounce back | |
| Damn snap now what' s that cool | |
| Mama say boy you so much baddaretion | |
| I' m too hard ears, why you won' t listen | |
| And move me away with my auntie out in Kingston | |
| And tell me Yoz you got to change your occupation | |
| I found myself in the valley of decisions | |
| And my decision is to fulfill my vision | |
| And hit the world with this music revelation | |
| ' Cause no matter what they do | |
| They can' t stop the countri bunkan | |
| Hey, countri bunkan | |
| Go back where you come from | |
| Talking bout you, gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan | |
| Try and be someone | |
| He didn' t pass his common entrance | |
| Could not entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about those days | |
| When Barry G used to play all over the radio | |
| I' m a pro | |
| Twenty years of overnight success | |
| From sound splash right back to Sumfest | |
| And all these years man, I did invest | |
| But them no press so I' ve got to express, oh yes | |
| I' ve been to many of soundclash | |
| When DJ used to put soundbox on truck back | |
| Fi reach a dance just to get a one chat | |
| Damn, snap that' s way back cool | |
| Tippa Lee and Rapper Roberts combination | |
| Lieutenant Stitchie used to do it on stereo one | |
| And Papa Levi used to rock it on the version | |
| Mi god mi king his name is Yoshua | |
| Yo him inspire me to be a mic chanter | |
| So I mask with the mic around the ample fire | |
| Countri boi in town and it' s a take over | |
| Hey, countri bunkan go back where you come from | |
| Talking ' bout you gunman | |
| That is such a dumb plan | |
| Gwaan go beat drum pan try and be someone | |
| He didn' t pass his common entrance | |
| Could not get an entrance, put off in a section | |
| And did I even mention his revelation | |
| Was like a life sentence, yea | |
| Then I heard he go | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Yoza wey him sey | |
| This is the life I know | |
| Whoa, whoa | |
| Now, now, now, now, now, now | |
| Whine it up and let it go | |
| Mama tell mi boy stone yu no fi throw | |
| Reminisce about them day of flying kites | |
| My slingshot gigs and my yoyo | |
| Mi gone |