Nigel

I was the rudest boy fron Kingston to Spanish town

Me run many a constabulary down to the ground

Me mother bow her hed in shame when she would mention my name

What do I care I'm headed for the Rudeboy Hall of Fame

Summer in Jam fown the streets begin to bubble

The wicked sun beats down while jobless youth just look for trouble

This is the Jam down that the tourist never see

In contrast to the dreadful ghetto is the limbo party

I've got no time man to sit and to brew

This corner is mine cause I'm the rudest of the rude

I have the root of the ruthless

The rudest of the rude

Summer in Jam fown the streets begin to bubble

The wicked sun beats down while jobless youth just look for trouble

This is the Jam down that the tourist never see

In contrast to the dreadful ghetto is the limbo party

I've got no time man to sit and to brew

This corner is mine cause I'm the rudest of the rude

The root of the ruthless

The rudest of the rude

Rude