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Mykal Rose
Mykal Rose
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m.rose/d.marley/l.james rj/c.edwards
m.rose/d.marley/l.james rj/c.edwards
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Badman and police Sdindighidaidadindiwoy Whoa oh, yeah Yeah *Gun shot* Police an' thief in a shoot out *Gun shot and explosion* Only a fool will spill his own blood And all the duppy weh you making and you proud 'Member children they don't know love Stay far when you see dem inna crowd (Boom) Cah they will rob from their own neighbour, to get dem belly full Dem will kill you for your paper, to get dem belly full Dem will tun you inna vapour, see get dem belly full I say oh good God of grace, please don't let dem pass my way When they're out there on their chases, just pray you're not around Innocent a dead from stray shot, so pray you're not around Better you try face immigration, and pray you're not around With only one life to live, better try run for the hills Man a buss bullet fi wages to feed dem hungry mout' It's only one bloody oasis, a run inna the drought So much unsolved murder cases, there is no end to the doubt Disappear with out a trace, just a name with out a face Lord *Gun shot* Police an' thief in a shoot out Nowadays the hot head dem nah cool out In the community Jah innocent a move out The gangster dem need a new route *Gun shot* Police an' thief couldn't be friend Yet the two a dem a road set the same trend Put a money 'pon dem head and dem days end Dem bwoy deh, we no rate dem Dem born and shape out inna badness Dem treat life like a sadness If dem no go a jail dem get a casket (aaha) Dem show no love at all Now praises be unto the King Love is all I bring A Gong gooli speaking Now what does it do a man to fight against his cousin? Let alone his brothers and sisters There is no gain, you fight against yourself A fluke Yeah! *Gun shot* Police an' thief in a shoot out Nowadays the hot head dem nah cool out In the community Jah innocent a move out The gangster dem need a new route *Gun shot* Police an' thief couldn't be friend Yet the two a dem a road set the same trend Put a money 'pon dem head and dem days end Dem bwoy deh, we no rate dem Police a boss shot, people get flat Badbwoys return shot, the whole a dem strap Everybody blood hot, dem nah tek no chat So when the violence gonna stop? *Gun shot* Police an' thief in a shoot out Nowadays the hot head dem nah cool out In the community Jah innocent a move out The gangster dem need a new route *Gun shot* Police an' thief couldn't be friend Yet the two a dem a road set the same trend Put a money 'pon dem head and dem days end Dem bwoy deh, we no rate dem
Writer(s): Collin Edwards, Michael Rose, Lloyd James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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