Chorus: “well is Uptown fete, Downtown fete, W.A.S.A fete, Fire fete, License fete, Legends fete, Hearts fete, Barbarosa, any fete, Poison fete, Indian fete, Chinee fete, Black man fete, White man fete…..fete is fete
Verse 1: “Garlin in trouble again, somebody turn on de heat, somebody tell my producer I say how de promotion cheap, but I cannot make a statement like that jus to jeopardize dem, cause me & Leston in eternal peace, & Tony, we is good friend, whoiii, come in de days ah CCC, Sanja’ talk & cross all ah we, why he try drove out all ah we, we suppose tuh live like a family, then ah try tuh form meh team, & de soldiers on de scene, want tuh little live life clean, well somebody fight down, they come wit they two tongue, dem hear meh one song, and try to turn round, because they doh like me, & willing tuh fight me, keeping they private party, & dem doh want to invite me but ah sayin….
Bridge: “Fire fete callin, dem want Bunji Garlin, W.A.S.A fete callin, dem want Bunji Garlin, Legends fete callin, dem want Bunji Garlin, Ghetto fete callin, dem want Bunji……..
Verse 2: “Nobody never know de Garlin when I on de pavement, & more fight down they start tuh bring, when ah sing about meh accent, so ah take de fight down, & then ah eat it jus like a refreshment, & ah get a Lancer on top ah that, so now de ting permanent, whoiii, now they does ring & they does screw, they doh wah me tuh continue, but as far they never knew, I could fit into de soca crew, & they try tuh counteract, now they fed up bring dem back, cause is I holding in de park, but I will warn dem, I wouldn’t scorn dem, I jus want to fun dem, and turn round & call dem, fire go bun dem, & de two tongue men, hold dem like goat skin & sun dem, & then meh beat dem & drown dem”
Verse 3: “On de first year I start tuh sing, they say I wouldn’t reach far, my second year in ragga soca, it giving me a new car, well me & de godfather’s asylum heading down by de bar, some people watchin we ring & screw, they doh not know who we are, whoiii, charlies man & de bongo dread, long time we riding by de fete, they should know that we are de head, some ah dem want to see we bled, Father God doh come tuh play, cause he defend away, so they will get put away, Father go dun dem, ready tuh run dem, fun time, we bun dem, hold dem like goat skin & sun dem, tell me who go defend dem, & will come to friend dem, when de Father God send dem, we just come tuh heng dem..”