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The Biggest Ragga Dancehall Anthems 2002
Disc 1
01. Run for Your Life (feat. Elephant Man)
02. No Letting Go
03. Bad Man a Bad Man
04. Lock Up
05. Orange Hill
06. Elephant Message
07. My Love
08. Good Hole
09. Karate
10. On Line
11. Hot Gal
12. Girls Girls
13. Bumper
14. Pengeleng
15. Sufferer
16. Weed Smoke
17. Them Running Out
18. Think of Next
19. Blaze the Weed
20. Why (Video Light Girl)
Disc 2
01. Tall Up
02. Living Colours
03. Whole World
04. Chocolate Loving
05. Party Time (Diwali)
06. Give Dem di Shabba
07. Light Camera Action
08. Hot Like Fire, Part 2
09. Tournament
10. Approach
11. Ruffest & Tuffest
12. Mi Want Yuh
13. Got It Fi Dem
14. Grades
15. Galang Gal
16. Jamaica
17. Buss Back Skettel
18. Push Wood
19. Rasta Run the World
20. The Bombing
Want to barky barky out
Pitch fight out
Tough heard it
Gyal, you can't get me out
We a done from seat rider
Kiro

We come fi bust back skettel
Bust Jezebel

Who no like it go to hell

We come fi bust back skettel
Bust Jezebel
Who no like it go to hell

'Cause if him come home and him body head bruise up
If him come home and him tired and fuse up
If him come home and him breath smell juice up
'Member a me do that
Well if a twelve o'clock a night and him a pants and shoes up
And a you him come a lay him excuse up
Come inna di morning icky and smooch up
'Member a we do that

You coulda deal
Wifey fi real
You ago learn fi share di long steel

'Cause no one gyal no have no one man
Lock down with him body sign and seal
Then she have di ring and she a spin and she a bruk him
But we done have we things we just a joke him
Worse yet a him come look we and how we look him
I guess she never have di right bait fi hook him

You coulda cuss
Bex till you bust
It just a bun you 'cause a we come fuss
Two nights we been up
Two stitch we fling up
That's why a you a get left inna we dust

If him come home and him body head bruise up
If him come home and him tired and fuse up
If him come home and him breath smell juice up
'Member a me do that
Well if a twelve o'clock a night and him a pants and shoes up
And a you him come a lay him excuse up
Come inna di morning icky and smooch up
'Member a we do that

Lipstick on his collar
Come home and him don't have a dollar
No make sense you call me a holler
'Cause me nah stop do that
Well you have di ring say down pon your finger
But around a my yard him a linger
Me know say it a bun you like ginger
But we nah stop do that

We come fi bust back skettel
Bust Jezebel

Who no like it go to hell

We come fi bust back skettel
Bust Jezebel
Who no like it go to hell

'Cause if him come home and him body head bruise up
If him come home and him tired and fuse up
If him come home and him breath smell juice up
'Member a me do that
Well if a twelve o'clock a night and him a pants and shoes up
And a you him come a lay him excuse up
Come inna di morning icky and smooch up
'Member a we do that

You coulda deal
Wifey fi real
You ago learn fi share di long steel

'Cause no one gyal no have no one man
Lock down with him body sign and seal
Then she have di ring and she a spin and she a bruk him
But we done have we things we just a joke him
Worse yet a him come look we and how we look him
I guess she never have di right bait fi hook him

You coulda cuss
Bex till you bust
It just a bun you 'cause a we come fuss
Two nights we been up
Two stitch we fling up
That's why a you a get left inna we dust

We come fi bust back skettel
Bust Jezebel

Who no like it go to hell

We come fi bust back skettel
Bust Jezebel
Who no like it go to hell

'Cause if him come home and him body head bruise up
If him come home and him tired and fuse up
If him come home and him breath smell juice up
'Member a me do that
Well if a twelve o'clock a night and him a pants and shoes up
And a you him come a lay him excuse up
Come inna di morning icky and smooch up
'Member a we do that