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Too much blood shed In the city too much blood shed (So mi haffi go a hills go whole a mek) Too much blood shed In a kingston city too much blood shed (As day break anodda brodda a dead) All di youth dem so vile Every my sheet a get file Every pin run dung a get oil Face nah no smile Drop it inna di wicked style Ready fi go put you unda soil Seh wah Dem a youth yah no care a dung yah Popp it off fi kill anodda Real taleban Parti in the al quaeda gun Dem no miss no target dem tun weapon pon Is blood shed In the city too much blood shed (So mi haffi go a hills go whole a mek) Too much blood shed In a kingston city too much blood shed (As day break anodda brodda a dead) Ah di prove and prove and provin Thing to a dun to a duppa to a shotta to di king Lose dem lose dem lose cyaan win No nuh righteousness every wanna a seen Oh you a ras and a lot di victim Oh you a ras and get cardin killin Stop murda yuh bredda fi scellin Gwaan bobo hill learn the thing Too much blood shed In the city too much blood shed (So mi haffi go a hills go whole a mek) Too much blood shed In the city too much blood shed (As day break anodda brodda a dead) It's just 10 miles outta di city Memba there is no victim Here dem kill di? Ten miles still outta come Be gun around man a get shot down Walking in the street mi no safe anymore Everywhere yuh turn base? Unno a though window? pon floor Man a weapon like dem have gun store Too much blood shed In the city too much blood shed (So mi haffi go a hills go whole a mek) Too much blood shed In a kingston city too much blood shed (As day break anodda brodda a dead) All di youth dem so vile Every my sheet a get file Every pin run dung a get oil Face nah no smile Drop it inna di wicked style Ready fi go put you unda soil Seh wah Dem a youth yah no care a dung yah Popp it off fi kill anodda Real taleban Parti in the al quaeda gun Dem no miss no target dem tun weapon pon Too much blood shed In the city too much blood shed (So mi haffi go a hills go whole a mek) Too much blood shed In a kingston city too much blood shed (As day break anodda brodda a dead) Place hot hot so people get flat get flat Every where a gun shot gun shot When it stop when it stop
Writer(s): Keith Anthony Blair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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