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Dem Nuh Understand (featuring Bigga Boss) is Episode 03-Track 07 on the BORN in JAMAICA LP, from the ’40 Years Too Late’, five-album series. This was one of the earlier songs I wrote, and I was a badman or a gangster, this would be my protest song. Dem Nuh Understand was written and produced by DJ Ron Nelson. Visit djronnelson.com to see and hear more.

 

DEM NUH UNDERSTAND | DJ RON NELSON

 

Bad temper is back

Combined with the crack

When you walk and you pack 

Don’t get caught in the trap

 

That boy was so strapped

Shot girl with his mack

No time to react

Just blap-blap-blap-blap!

 

Said he’d make it rain

Leave some bloodstain

Sell crack and cocaine 

Driftwood and Jane

 

Shot boy in that lane

Don’t remember his name 

Don’t miss when he aim

Now he’s on a plane 

 

I’m dealing and  I’m stealing

In daytime and night 

I don’t know what is wrong 

Or what’s right so I fight

 

And I laugh and I drink 

And I smoke and I toke

I’m drinking, driving 

Hustling, surviving 

 

I won’t let them get me 

This time I’m so grime

And I won’t do no time 

For that crime I’ve assigned

 

I will get that mask 

For that task

Do that hit that you asked

I’m so ready to blast

Get that money fast

 

Politician, leadah 

Media and teacha 

Policeman, souljah

Dem nuh understand

 

Mi haffi mek money 

Haffi hustle hard 

Dem nuh know nutten at all

Dem nuh understand 

 

No matter what mi do

Matter who I am

Yuh call mi criminal 

Dem nuh understand 

 

Think you know me 

Don’t like what I am 

I don’t give a damn

Yuh nuh understand

 

Talk talk talking

Politicians still be talking 

Police they try to kill us

Killers still walking

 

You wanna be a slave

Take that minimum wage

Talk, talk, talk 

I got killers after dark 

 

I’m like the grim reaper 

I pounce like a lion

People wanna kill me

But I ain’t scared of dying  

 

I run these streets

And these streets are at war

Another mother mourns

Another brother gone

 

I move in silence

I’m the dark side of the sun

You may have a gun

I’ve got twenty-one

 

I specialize in speed

Guns are what you need

Grabba in my weed

And I never suck seed

 

I don’t want no job 

I just I rob and I rob

I don’t get my loot 

I will shoot

 

I know you want me dead 

But my life is so blessed 

I protect my chest 

With my bullet-proof vest

 

Yo, yute, lemme tell you suppen’

Life nuh guaranteed fi nobody

Here today, gone tomorrow

If a man tek my life tonight

You see by a mawnin

A next youth take my place

Yo, you kill one a my youth dem

Yo, mi a come fi yuh whole crew

Cause suh vengeance work

Eye-fi-a-eye

Tooth-fi-a-tooth

That’s why we a come fi yuh

And it nuh mek no sense yuh run

Clearly

 

Politician, leadah 

Media and teacha 

Policeman, souljah

Dem nuh understand

 

Mi haffi mek money 

Haffi hustle hard 

Dem nuh know nutten at all

Dem nuh understand 

 

No matter what mi do

Matter who I am

Yuh call mi criminal 

Dem nuh understand 

 

Think you know me 

Don’t like what I am 

I don’t give a damn

Yuh nuh understand

 

Politician, leadah 

Media and teacha 

Policeman, souljah

Dem nuh understand

 

Mi haffi mek money 

Haffi hustle hard 

Dem nuh know nutten at all

Dem nuh understand 

 

No matter what mi do

Matter who I am

Yuh call mi criminal 

Dem nuh understand 

 

Think you know me 

Don’t like what I am 

I don’t give a damn

Yuh nuh understand