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411 - Текст песни Police
Most wanted...
 Yaka yaka, yaka yaka yaka
 Yaka yaka yaka yaka, yo
 Yaka yaka, yaka yaka yaka
 Who want the dancehall fi stop? Police! 
 Who no want fi see herbs a shop? Police! 
 Who kill the youths pon the block? Police! 
 Them no want fi hear truth, most left thoughts
 Who haffi see hearse a drive? Police! 
 How the easiest man fi bribe? Police! 
 Them no want fi see the youths survive? Police! 
 As we see them, ghetto youth haffi die
 A who have the legal long gun?
 Who a murder the youths dem a jamdown?
 A who haffi no sent youths lockdown?
 Ask the herb farmers who burn the herbs down
 From me a likkle youth me know
 Every man haffi go reap what them sow
 A whole heap of innocent brains them blow
 Whole heap a blood them flow
 Who want the dancehall fi stop? Police! 
 Who no want fi see herbs a shop? Police! 
 Who kill the youths pon the block? Police! 
 Them no want fi hear truth, them no right thoughts
 Who haffi see hearse a drive? Police! 
 How the easiest man fi bribe? Police! 
 Them no want fi see the youths survive? Police! 
 As we see them, ghetto youth haffi die
 I see them everyday pon the highway
 Roadblock dem hang pon the freeway
 See dem every night
 Nah do no right
 Now run fi search you at the stop light
 Ina the helicopter with dem spotlight
 (That's why them lock off the light, waan be in darkness)411 - Police - http://ru.motolyrics.com/411/police-lyrics.html
 Big fool play
 That the world a say
 Fi the murdering of breathen weh dem
 Who want the dancehall fi stop? Police! 
 Who no want fi see herbs a shop? Police! 
 Who kill the youths pon the block? Police! 
 Them no want fi hear truth, them no right thoughts
 Who haffi see hearse a drive? Police! 
 How the easiest man fi bribe? Police! 
 Them no want fi see the youths survive? Police! 
 As me see them, took me haffi make a die
 Me look and see: loss an other of collapse
 SO you haffi be careful what dem taught you ina dem traps
 Dem nah lock you up them a lick out your head back
 Sit there ina di city blood... 
 The alms house! 
 Lootin' and shootin' must stop
 And that's why Anthony B a bun the fire hot
 Me call the youths dem from Jungle and Rema back
 The youths dem from waterhouse the valley, now you see
 Aye, Mama cry! 
 Why dem want the dancehall fi stop? Police! 
 Who no want fi see herbs a shop? Police! 
 Who kill the youths pon the block? Police! 
 Them no want fi hear truth, most left thoughts
 Who haffi see hearse a drive? Police! 
 Who are the easiest man fi bribe? Police! 
 Them no want fi see ghetto survive? Police! 
 As me see them, took me haffi make a die
 Who have the long gun?
 Who kill the most youths inna jamdown?
 A Who haffi innocent them lockdown?
 Ask the herb farmers who burn the herbs down

















