Marked for Death
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1:04:03
# l can't get no justice
1:04:06
# Under this system
1:04:09
# l can't get me no justice
1:04:12
# ln this society
1:04:18
These are the streets dat breed
de Screwfaces o' de world.

1:04:22
This is the first time l ever got the idea
it's not all sunshine and bikinis.

1:04:26
l owe you an apology. Until today l thought
all Jamaicans were dope-dealing dreads.

1:04:31
Don't feel you have to apologise for nothin'.
Man, these streets are hard out here.

1:04:36
And some people make a bad choice,
dat's all. They say life is hard.

1:04:59
# l can't get no justice
1:05:03
# Under this system
1:05:05
# l can't get no justice
1:05:08
# ln this society
1:05:11
# l can't get me no justice
1:05:16
# Under this system
1:05:24
- What, man?
- Nothin'.

1:05:26
What are you doin' all de way up here?
Not enough trouble in Kingston, beast-boy?

1:05:30
Back with country, boy. You do your duty?
1:05:35
Pay him.
1:05:42
Dis gal... she hang
with Screwface more time.

1:05:46
Dey always partying together.
l usually find her at de Cat Club.

1:05:50
# lf you been a wicked boy,
your time has come

1:05:53
# You don't live right,
you will have no more fun

1:05:57
# John Crow, we're goin'
nyam your supper soon, boy


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