[bad word] 
Informer you no say Daddy me Snow me I'll go blame
licky Boom Boom Down
Detective mon said Daddy me Snow me stab someone down the lane
licky Boom Boom Down
Informer you no say Daddy me Snow me I'll go blame
licky Boom Boom Down
Detective mon said Daddy me Snow me stab someone down the lane
licky Boom Boom Down

Police [bad word] an' now they blow down me door
One [bad word] crawl through, through my window
So then they put me in the back the car at the station
From that point on me reach my destination
When the destination reached, it was the east detention, where them
Whipped down me pants, looked up me bottom, so [bad word] 

So bigger they are they think they have more power
They're on the phone me say that on (every) hour
Me for want to use it once an' now me call me lover
Lover who I'll be callin' is the one Tammy
An' me love her in me heart down to my belly-a
Yes me Daddy me Snow me I feel cool an' deadly
As the one MC Shan an' the one Daddy Snow
Together we-a love 'em as a Tor-Na-Do [bad word] 

So listen for me, you better listen for me now
Listen for me, you better listen for me now
When me rockin' the microphone me rock it steady
Yes sir, Daddy me Snow me are the article don
But in the in an' the out of a dance them they say where [bad word] from-a
People them say [bad word] from Jamaica
But me born an' raised in the ghetto that's the one I want you to know-a
Pure black people mon that's all I mon know
Yeah me shoes are tear up an' me toes used to show-a
Where me born in on the one Toronto, so [bad word]  [bad word] with a nice young lady
Intelligent, yes she's gentle an' irie
Everywhere me go, me never left her at all-ie
Yes, it's Daddy Snow me are the roam dance mon-a
Roam between a dancin' in a in a nation-a
You never know say Daddy me Snow me are the Boom Shakata
Me never lay-a down flat in that one cardboard box-a
Yes say me Daddy me Snow me I'll go reachin' at the top, so [bad word] 

Why would he? (2x)

Me sittin' 'round cool with my dibbie-dibbie girl
Police knock my door
Lick up my pal
Rough me up an' I can't do a thing
Pick up my line, when my telephone ring
Take me to the station
Black up my hands
Trail me down, cuz I'm hangin' with the Snowman
What I'm gonna do
I'm backed an' I'm trapped
Slap me in the face an' took all o' my gap
They have no clues an' they wanna get warmer
But Shan won't turn Informer! [bad word]