Militree Town II

See as Dem stand

Di guage da chick wetti da short gown

See now as Dem di frown

Why e di Waka wetti dat paddy man

A go use dis thing for ma hand

Bring yi for down 

A no fit di suffer under sun 

Then yi di chop fine ting

Na me di do de right ting

No, na me di do de correct ting

We go hear na who e song

As all them di claim strong

Wuna comot, no fear noting 

Shiddon inside house, make we finish all da grand 

Dem,  we go fall for their skin 

Dem go ting say na honey don sting, Dem

Na we di do de correct ting 

No, na we di do de right ting 

Na militree town

Listen, you go hear da sound