Mr Officer
Vybz Kartel Lyrics


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Bookey, feds dem ah move spookey

Mi ah drive in from grange hill
With a pound of di marijuana
Police pull me over, step to mi car
Officer wah yuh want
Him she wah dat mi smell pon uh
Wah dat green sumtin deh, ah nuh calaloo
Yuh must go ah jail bwoy, what yuh gonna do
Mi light up mi weed and seh

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Memba' mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi with di ganja
Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa
Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza
Mr. officer? mi rememba

The first weed weh mi ah bun
When round mi ah 10
Mi haffi light it again and out it again
It's like a band ah play a riddim inna my head
It mek di place get dizzy and mi eye red
Instantly mi hungry nuh bloodclat
Mi haffi fuck up some crackers and a dry bread
With 2 bun wid ah bulla and ah fry egg
An when di kitchen empty mi go ah my bed
Mi tun big man use one light one
Any man try coke fi go try dead
Squaddy charge me and go bow shabba fi di weed
And seh to court we invited
But di judge advocate fi di herb
She dash out di case it's indited
And she love di smell when it lighted
And she style the police as a lightshead

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Memba mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi with di ganja
Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa
Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza
Mr. officer? yo not nice

Mi haffi put it inna my triple? scale
After ah nuh cocaine is ah weed sale
? ah where dah goo draw yah come from
General degree ah tell mi she ah down a Greenville
Him bring di farme fi link mr. palmer
Dem sell it inna whole sale and inna retail eehe
What a pretty weed in every detail
Mi mek ah trailor load a money from a week sale
Mi weed too ? hold a fresh hold a dress
And see bout di swim round weh high state
Mi step inna di court lawyer pon di left
Lawyer pon di right what ah nice ting
If mi fi go jail fi di weed mi ah smoke
I wouldn't be ther first inna my scheme
But from the looks weh mi see di judge by scheme
Mi know dis softer dan ice cream

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Member' mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi with di ganja
Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa




Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza
Mr. officer?

Overall Meaning

In the song "Mr. Officer," Vybz Kartel tells the story of being pulled over by the police while driving with a pound of marijuana. The officer accuses him of smelling of marijuana and proceeds to threaten him with jail time. Vybz Kartel responds defiantly, refusing to stop smoking his weed and declaring that he must be released on bail. Despite the accusations, he portrays himself as a responsible and successful businessman, making a livelihood off selling and distributing weed. He also recounts his first memory of smoking weed at a young age and describes the feelings of being high, including hunger and dizziness.


The lyrics of "Mr. Officer" express a common theme in Jamaican dancehall music - a resistance against authority and a defense of the use of marijuana as a cultural symbol. Kartel illustrates the unfairness and hypocrisy of the police's treatment of weed users and claims that they are being targeted unfairly. Through his lyrics, he highlights how marijuana has been a part of Jamaican culture and economy for generations, and declares that it should not be illegal.


Line by Line Meaning

Bookey, feds dem ah move spookey
The police are acting suspiciously.


Mi ah drive in from grange hill
I am driving back from Grange Hill.


With a pound of di marijuana
I am carrying a pound of marijuana.


Police pull me over, step to mi car
The police stop me and approach my car.


Officer wah yuh want
What do you want, officer?


Him she wah dat mi smell pon uh
The officer wants to know what I am smoking.


Wah dat green sumtin deh, ah nuh calaloo
That green thing I'm smoking is not calaloo (a type of vegetable).


Yuh must go ah jail bwoy, what yuh gonna do
You're going to jail, what are you going to do about it?


Mi light up mi weed and seh
I light up my weed and say...


Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
Officer, I will not stop smoking my weed.


So come put on di handcuff dem
Go ahead and put on the handcuffs then.


Memba' mi must get bail
Remember, I must get bail.


Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Take me to jail where I can sell my high-grade weed.


Mr. officer low mi with di ganja
Officer, don't take away my ganja.


Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa
Officer, you should be looking for criminals with guns.


Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza
Officer, stop harassing the Gaza (Kartel's crew).


Mr. officer? mi rememba
Officer, I remember...


The first weed weh mi ah bun
The first weed that I ever smoked...


When round mi ah 10
When I was around 10 years old.


Mi haffi light it again and out it again
I had to keep lighting it and puffing on it.


It's like a band ah play a riddim inna my head
It's like there's a band playing a beat in my head.


It mek di place get dizzy and mi eye red
It makes everything dizzy and my eyes red.


Instantly mi hungry nuh bloodclat
Instantly, I'm hungry.


Mi haffi fuck up some crackers and a dry bread
I have to eat some crackers and dry bread.


With 2 bun wid ah bulla and ah fry egg
And have two buns with a bulla (type of pastry) and fried egg.


An when di kitchen empty mi go ah my bed
And when the kitchen is empty, I go to bed.


Mi tun big man use one light one
As I grew up, I smoked more sophisticatedly.


Any man try coke fi go try dead
Anyone who tries cocaine will die trying.


Squaddy charge me and go bow shabba fi di weed
The policeman charged me and went to tell the authorities about my weed.


And seh to court we invited
And told us that we were invited to court.


But di judge advocate fi di herb
But the judge was in favor of the herb.


She dash out di case it's indited
She dismissed the case, saying it was baseless.


And she love di smell when it lighted
And she loved the smell when it was lit.


And she style the police as a lightshead
And she insulted the police officer as being foolish.


Mi haffi put it inna my triple? scale
I have to weigh my weed on my triple scale.


After ah nuh cocaine is ah weed sale
I'm not selling cocaine, only weed.


? ah where dah goo draw yah come from
Where did that good weed come from?


General degree ah tell mi she ah down a Greenville
General Degree told me the weed comes from Greenville.


Him bring di farme fi link mr. palmer
He brought the farmer to meet Mr. Palmer (a drug dealer).


Dem sell it inna whole sale and inna retail eehe
They sell it wholesale and retail.


What a pretty weed in every detail
The weed is pretty in every way.


Mi mek ah trailor load a money from a week sale
I make a lot of money from a week's worth of sales.


Mi weed too ? hold a fresh hold a dress
My weed is so good, it makes you feel fresh and energized.


And see bout di swim round weh high state
And think about going for a swim in a heightened state.


Mi step inna di court lawyer pon di left
I entered the courtroom, the lawyer on my left.


Lawyer pon di right what ah nice ting
Lawyer on the right, how nice.


If mi fi go jail fi di weed mi ah smoke
If I go to jail for smoking weed...


I wouldn't be ther first inna my scheme
I wouldn't be the first one in my group (the Gaza) to go to jail.


But from the looks weh mi see di judge by scheme
But from what I can tell, the judge is on our side.


Mi know dis softer dan ice cream
I know this is an easy case.


Mr. officer?
Officer?


Mi nah stop bun my ganja
I will not stop smoking my weed.


Mr. officer low mi with di ganja
Officer, don't take away my ganja.


Mr. officer ah gun yuh fi look fa
Officer, you should be looking for criminals with guns.


Mr. officer nuh harass the gaza
Officer, stop harassing the Gaza (Kartel's crew).


Mr. officer? yo not nice
Officer, you're not nice.




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Stephen McGregor, Adidjah Palmer, Shaun Chablal

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Comments from YouTube:

@goodoverevilhouse22

Most prolific artist and very versatile artist. He doesn't even write his songs just goes in the studio booth and spits bars!

@birdi-511

his music will never die

@shamolconnell4504

The fact that he's telling a vivid story in your mind. And the switch from the chorus to a clear vision on the "the first weed he burnt when he was ten" you get the feeling also his first experience.

@cymandedrake8884

Dope

@bluebomber4725

Good pick up on dat.....shamol. Experience like no other esp first time an blaze!!!!

@CBC20744

Is like you scope out the whol song an you figure out that part good listener

@princeharding5387

Clean ears g

@Soontobe_kylie

you can what you want about this man! But his Music Will FOREVER LIVE ON MAN..#FREEWORLDBOSS

@treonbarry4526

Gaza forever

@zubnasty

De Gaza

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