Tekst Utworu

Fire with the bless from a long time Every one Burn fire burn Babylon we come from passion thing Fire with the bless from a long time We Burn all hypocrites and the parasites design Now we Sick a dem story, me sick a dem story (4x) Promises, promises is all them giving Say them break inno to help us on their willing But all I see is just your senseless feeling And the youth them all yeah! Creeping for dem shilling You then graduate and can't no get employment No one inno inna them pocket them can't get no enjoyment But it's easier for a dry tee to be at our throat Them for them ya hidden ya to tell me you get old Sick a dem story me a dem story (4x) Babylon he takes away holy on to sub tracks Yes we seek up we seek up they say we re praying our doubts Mister fat cat, mister fat rat Only come take the people to Armageddon Dem a curse Cause everything them say would get better, get worse Enough of slavery we now get them burst Rastafari come ya sooner big on earth Babylon no put Rastafari first Sick a dem story me a dem story (4x) No Built no hospital and no build no training school No build up no fortye for the young Governor rules Nuclear bomb moment is what they invest in Up the young they're stressing from the stadium of the early beginning No rock, no light, not a water inna me bribe I ear the hard attack, Columbia assault me Tribe Babylon rule when them divide So I m running for my life Me nah go stay a umpire the price Sick a dem story me a dem story (4x)
Writer(s): Keith Morgan, Devon Wheatley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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