Murderer (remix)

Murderer
Murderer
(This is a war)
This is not about power nor poverty
This has nothing to do with black supremacy
Gone are the days of eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth
This is just a few questions from a little ghetto youth
Now how would you feel if you wake up one morning and saw
A big M16 nozzle at your jaw
Feel like yu waan disappear but yu can't
Cause a police and you nah trust mista law
Babylon will shot you fe a straw
What will you say if ya coming from dance and you red
Hear a voice say boy no move or else ya dead
When ya take a look fi see a who from far
Its a boy whey you and him a war

Certain boy affi go pray
Beg fi dem life and go down pon dem knee
Certain boy affi go flee
Cause dem know if a di dem dem would no have no mercy

Dem a murderer
Dem a vampire
Now everyone waan to live till dem old
Every man waan a likkle basic control
Every ghetto youth waan fi play gangsta role
But none a dem no waan see de wrath of the next man we crown

Cho
To all de ghetto youths
They don't like to see ya survive oh no
Leave de ting and gwaan

Cho

Well what will mista lawman do if him tables shoulda turn
Bad man decide say police give skin fi burn
Babylon a splurt gone left all him mouth
Call dem dog and him can't waan to shoot
Wonder if dem will a kill another youth
How will ya feel if a ya friend dem left pon patrol
True ya police you a flex like ya cold
All a challenge badman and ya shot dem down
Now badman surround you with dem big heavy gun
And the whole a dem waan fling ya down

Certain boy affi go pray
Beg fi dem life and go down pon dem knee
Certain boy affi go flee
Cause dem know if a di dem dem would no have no mercy

Dem a murderer god knows
Dem a vampire cha

Tell dem na ready we affi tell dem again
To all di ghetto youths
Tell dem na ready we affi tell dem again
Di truth youth

How would you feel if you wake up one morning and saw
A big M16 nozzle at your jaw
Feel like ya waan disappear but you can't
Cause a police and you nah trust mista law
Babylon will kill you fe a straw
What would you say if ya coming from dance and you red
Hear a voice say boy no move or else ya dead
When ya check it out fi see a who from far
It's a boy whey you and him a war

Certain boy affi go pray
Beg fi dem life and go down pon dem knee
Certain boy affi go flee
Cause dem know if a di dem dem would no have no mercy

Dem a murderer god knows
Dem a vampire god knows
Watch dem watch dem watch dem watch dem
Watch dem watch dem watch dem watch dem
Dem a murderer god knows
Dem a murderer seen
To all di ghetto youths
Tell dem na ready we affi tell dem again
Ghetto youths



Credits
Writer(s): Clement Dodd, Mark Anthony Myrie
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