DJ DEGREE Cah dis yah Puppa & Rankin John Oh better pay attention I tell you R, U, B A, A, A D, U, B Catch it? Fi dis yah lesson you no pay no money Cause, I&I teachings dem a come fi free And preach pon the mic is our speciality Tell you mi no know about the economy, I don't really know about technology Fi that you need a master degree And we never afi go to the university To learn, Simplicity no ignorancy We chat bout culture and the reality This yah one comes to everybody I say it ago straight on to every posse To the rich man, poor man, black and white Doctors and lawyers, police and parasite This yah one comes like a dynamite Booom, I say, outta sight DJ degree, DJ degree Ah this yah Puppa and the man called Johnny, you say DJ degree, DJ degree Is good to he, is good to she, lord Silver and gold it will vanish away But a good education, mi say, always stay So, mind what you do, mind what you say, hey Do the right not the wrong everyday Nah go follow fashion Can't you see this yah situation Over here, over there Oh confusion in the atmosphere It afi cross many boarders, hear Jah man, It afi cross many rivers Over land, over sea Them afi listen this yah new stylee So, we chat it DJ degree, DJ degree Ah this yah Puppa and the man called Johnny, we say DJ degree, DJ degree Cah this ah DJs from the new century We ah talk serious and we nah look nervous Everything we chat it afi be conscious We nah go fuss, Jah know we nah go cuss, cause We ah lyrically, dangerous Rankin John inna di area Murderah This yah Puppa inna your party Murderah Real Rockers inna your corner Murderah Every posse nice on yah Murderah Hear this, mi say Riddim rider, we ah di riddim rider Round you class we ah teacha Riddim rider, we ah di riddim rider Round your corner we ah supa Cah tings I used to do mi nah go do it no more Things I used to say mi nah go say that no more Style mi used to use mi nah go use it no more The two ah we together, the vibes galore DJ degree, DJ degree This yah Puppa and the man called Johnny, you say DJ degree, DJ degree This ah the DJs from the new century A dance cyan gwan without an entertainer A sound cyan play without a selecta Fi mix me down proper we need a operator Puppa and Rankin ah di big time yah Cah this yah Rankin, ah dis yah Rankin Ah dis yah Puppa, you want some Puppa, right, hey DJ degree, DJ degree Ah dis yah Puppa and the man called Johnny, you want it DJ degree, DJ degree Is good to he, is good to she So good, It ah good on to everybody, Say, This yah strikkly rub-a-dub stylee Hey hey Ah Puppa Alpha and the man called Johnny You love it, So we deh yah, You want it, Form a line, I cyan get it Oh oh, you better be kind Otherwise you won't get an autograph tonight Right?! __________________________________________ Written by: Alpha Pup & Rankin John Sang by: Alpha Pup & Ranking John

MAD OVER WE Played by the ting that lead the way I say, coming down on me A ting called rub-a-dub, lord Ting called rub-a-dub, hey, So, over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, lord Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we We fling up this yah lyrics with originality Cause everything we chat it ah intelligently, so Listen this yah youthman inna category Cause him a flash this tune with responsibility Him ah ram it inna A and also in a B Him ah ram it inna 1, I say 2 and 3 Young gwan slowly but also surely But this it ah di ting from his personality, so Over we say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, gwan Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we Cah some ah them ah think that them ah too fancy Them no listen Puppa Alpha with the man called Johnny, what a shame All ah them ah want is that bag of money But right about now mi take the opportunity Cah mi start fi DJ about the age of 20 Say inna that time them no recognise me 21, 22, I tell you 23 Along with the rockers we take over party Cause all ah we together start the rub-a-dub stylee Under Do, I say Re and also inna Mi Cah that ah who, yes, the rockers posse And any ting we chat it ah di roots reality, so Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, tell them Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we Say, Mr Rookie him no drink no whisky Him only love fi smoke that good sensi It ah good on to he, it ah good on to she As long if it ah the greatest quality Still, I fling this yah style with enuff energy It gwan fi make you move, I say everybody ‘fi listen this yah we no need no battery Take your hand out of your pocket Yes, you have fi gwan see, so Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, right Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we Boss lady Monicash she no want fi see me She thought she could take me by the slavery, you wish Every time she just ah act with brutality While I care about the people in the vicinity She just ah blame the fact that we a lazy Fi all the portuguese, I say, specially But in Spain, England or in Germany Say all over the world them ah mad over we, so Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, easy Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, so Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we, Over we, say them ah mad over we, we Over we say them ah mad over we __________________________________ Written by: Rookie Sang by: Rookie