Lyrics:

Randy dead and gone yah now
It's real, it's real (Hey oh oh)
Me and the pickney dem deh yaso alone
No food to eat, no clothes to wear
No one to turn to (Weh yuh friend dem deh now, eeh?)
A wha' me a go do now?
Dem turn dem back pon me and the pickney dem
Yeah

Sitting pon a bench a reminisce on the things we used to do
Even though me know you get the shot of licks, me try mi best fi talk to you
Say, it was a joy just fi tell a gyal say mi man will buss your skull
Sleeping as the wife of a criminal no really make no sense at all
'Cause him done never did a guard him own head
Fire turn on, and pon the concrete him drop dead

Sometimes I miss you, Randy
Me and the pickney dem alone deh yah now
Nah get no help from no Pow' or no Show'
Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow
God won't forgive you, Randy
Wish I never give you my love
Spend more time a long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug
Right yah now

Yuh bestfriend a pressure me
Take interest inna me
A tell me say him waan be the head of your family
It kind of bother me
But me a go with it, because weh you deh you can't show me no jealousy
You shoulda did listen me
Instead you batter me
Yuh stale bloody shirts dem, me same one washing it
You come inna the bed with yuh big rusty corns
Story done

Sometimes I miss you, Randy
Me and the pickney dem alone deh yah now
Nah get no help from no Pow' or no Show'
Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow
God won't forgive you, Randy
Wish I never give you my love
Spend more time a long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug
Right yah now (Right yah now)
Hey now

So if you have a man and him not living up right
The least likkle thing him always inna gun fight
You ask him fi stop and him a tell you say, 'Yuh bright!'
Just sit down pon your things and no give him none tonight
And if him think say the Glock give him more fun
When you done cook the food you give him the bun-bun
'Cause after all it's all said and done
Nuff of dem ah coward without the long gun

Sometimes I miss you, Randy
Another man a star yuh show
Gunshot no really have no friend, you fi now
Me did a try fi tell you say, you reap wha' you sow
God won't forgive you, Randy
I wish I never did give you my love
Still more time I long fi yuh kiss and yuh hug
Right yah now

Sitting pon a bench a reminisce on the things we used to do
Even though me know you get the shot of licks, me try mi best fi talk to you
Say, it was a joy just fi tell a gyal say mi man will buss your skull
Stepping as the wife of a criminal no really make no sense at all
'Cause him done never did a guard him own head
Fire turn on, and pon the concrete him drop dead

Sometimes I miss you, Randy (baby)
Sometimes I miss you, Randy (baby)
You shoulda listen, Randy
And now yuh gone and another mon ah cream yuh corn