Lone Madness

No more cry No, so no more cry o No, no, no, no, no No, no Many cry in these bloody streets (yeah) Many souls lost in these bloody streets (in these streets) Bloody streets, in these bloody streets Many come and go in these bloody streets Bare juvenile weh nuh stop knock it (stop knock it) Police know deh gwaan and can't stop it Big 'matic dem a walk wid cause panic People see di road, dem d'even badda wan' walk pon it You and I feel say you deh a Iraq Bare long gun open a ground a sitt'n a drop Wan' skull fi bore, wan' skull fi crack Some gone underneath and dem nah come back And it hurt bad Many cry in these bloody streets (yeah) Many souls lost in these bloody streets (in these streets) Bloody streets, in these bloody streets Many come and go in these bloody streets Dawg dem bad, only place you hear dem yah a Baghdad Man rich quick, murder and rob, name any type a gun dem have Five-o deh yah look somebody fi go talk But tell e bro dem say we nah go out sad See a nuff get fling through wuleap a turf war and system Every yute wan' fi have things, bruk and hungry dat a sin Situations overcome how we living, a nuff time, nuff fight bring Gets so alarming, di rainfall water di garden While di bright shine inna di morning, bird fly 'bout Up inna deh tree nest hideout, some a chirp and a pick pon e pollen Flower sparkling, di rainfall and water di garden Many years a nuff put dem all in Talk 'bout name stain and it cyaan' mark out Some good soul touch and fallen, mm-mm Many cry in these bloody streets (yeah) Too many souls lost in these bloody streets (in these streets) Bloody streets, in these bloody streets Many come and go in these bloody streets No more cry No, so no more cry o No, no, no, no, no No, no