Like Flies

So what you doing this time Ah you Mr. Babylon killing in front of my eyes Yuh pull out yuh gun in spite of babies dat cry Live with yuhself Ah kill man like flies And all of them are down Ayo Jungle Ratt Murder Murder Murder Murder Police dutty hands unu nuh go nuh further If you if you have a gun put dung at the curb ya Not every black man is a burglar If yuh want war then fight the corruption Bare ghetto yute dem need instruction Gwan ah we school them need construction If yuh wah contribute to we production So what you doing this time Ah you Mr. Babylon killing in front of my eyes Yuh pull out yuh gun in spite of babies dat cry Live with yuhself Ah kill man like flies And all of them are down Di rav 4, mac 4, dat floor and uh Dat whore, dat fur, dat more and uh Dats him, dats her, dats your honor Platinum, dat gold, dat more mama Wid di 9 will release and ah land Anyweh wi go, pon street, pon land See Dem Pon Dem ends and ah post pon di gram I mi nuh over stand Dem nuh waan do work eh nuh Anyweh yuh see dem Inna di street dem searchin yuh Always on a criticize spree, dats hurtin yuh Find a betta way fi mind greed, I'm purgin yuh Full time purgin yuh, fi find my worth eh nuh Energize and weaponize, heed Stop hurtin yuh Slowin down di bullets wit speed Dats first eh nuh Why yuh waan fi mek a man bleed I nuh overstand So what you doing this time Ah you Mr. Babylon killing in front of my eyes Yuh pull out yuh gun in spite of babies dat cry Live with yuhself Ah kill man like flies And all of them are down Siren siren Then a bap bap Ah wah dat? Black yute them body pon di flat Mi swear seh mi tired, sick ah dat So Mr. Babylon don't vex Cah we deh ah fight back True me black and mi proud Yuh nuh like me True me have mi locs dem ah grow Dem ah fight me Even when me walk with di crown Dem ah spite me Jah Jah coming back fi di town When the lighting ah strike So what you doing this time Ah you Mr. Babylon killing in front of my eyes Yuh pull out yuh gun in spite of babies dat cry Live with yuhself Ah kill man like flies And all of them are down They killing, they killing, they killing No matter wah di mother dem feeling They killing, they killing, they killing Dem ah aim fi di top ah man ceiling So much ah di youth den cry Murder Murder Murder Murder Police dutty hands unu nuh go nuh further If you if you have a gun put dung at the curb ya Not every black man is a burglar