Randy

Randy dead and gone yah now

It's real, it's real (Hey oh oh)

Me and the pickney dem deh yaso alone

No food to eat, no clothes to wear

No one to turn to (Weh yuh friend dem deh now, eeh?)

A wha' me a go do now?

Dem turn dem back pon me and the pickney dem

Yeah

Sitting pon a bench a reminisce on the things we used to do

Even though me know you get the shot of licks, me try mi best fi talk to you

Say, it was a joy just fi tell a gyal say mi man will buss your skull

Sleeping as the wife of a criminal no really make no sense at all

'Cause him done never did a guard him own head

Fire turn on, and pon the concrete him drop dead

Sometimes I miss you, Randy

Me and the pickney dem alone deh yah now

Nah get no help from no Pow' or no Show'

Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow

God won't forgive you, Randy

Wish I never give you my love

Spend more time a long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug

Right yah now

Yuh bestfriend a pressure me

Take interest inna me

A tell me say him waan be the head of your family

It kind of bother me

But me a go with it, because weh you deh you can't show me no jealousy

You shoulda did listen me

Instead you batter me

Yuh stale bloody shirts dem, me same one washing it

You come inna the bed with yuh big rusty corns

Story done

Sometimes I miss you, Randy

Me and the pickney dem alone deh yah now

Nah get no help from no Pow' or no Show'

Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow

God won't forgive you, Randy

Wish I never give you my love

Spend more time a long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug

Right yah now (Right yah now)

Hey now

So if you have a man and him not living up right

The least likkle thing him always inna gun fight

You ask him fi stop and him a tell you say, "Yuh bright!"

Just sit down pon your things and no give him none tonight

And if him think say the Glock give him more fun

When you done cook the food you give him the bun-bun

'Cause after all it's all said and done

Nuff of dem ah coward without the long gun

Sometimes I miss you, Randy

Another man a star yuh show

Gunshot no really have no friend, you fi now

Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow

God won't forgive you, Randy

I wish I never did give you my love

Still more time I long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug

Right yah now

Sitting pon a bench a reminisce on the things we used to do

Even though me know you get the shot of licks, me try mi best fi talk to you

Say, it was a joy just fi tell a gyal say mi man will buss your skull

Stepping as the wife of a criminal no really make no sense at all

'Cause him done never did a guard him own head

Fire turn on, and pon the concrete him drop dead

Sometimes I miss you, Randy (baby)

Sometimes I miss you, Randy (baby)

You shoulda listen, Randy

And now yuh gone and another mon ah cream yuh corn