Letras
War, war
Hey!
Middle morning, fly start to swarm him
'Cause from the same bad company weh him go fall in
Him mother warn him, "never take the talking"
Now him leave him friends and family dem bawling
Early morning, cop a shot
Bwoy screech pon the gully side
Inna him best friend head back
Him go stop a shot
And a the same two friend dem
Weh did siddung pon di gully side
Yes, it deh a Booka Pat
Then how you say you got your brother back?
And you go turn him inna duppy bat?
Yo, dem yah killing yah senseless
The gun thing relentless
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When clutch back blaze in the streets
Badman war with police
And the crime rate is raising higher
How can we keep the peace
With so much mouths to feed?
Innocent people get caught in crossfire
War inna Central Kingston
Make the business man lock down dem shutter
One 'mount of handgun, a 'mount of long gun
No man nah war with cutter
Political unrest causing all these stress
People can't find dem supper
To how the thing set
Only certain man get two side of dem bread butter
Clutch back blaze in the streets
Gunman war with police
And the crime rate is raising higher
How can we keep the peace
With so much mouths to feed?
Innocent people get caught in crossfire
When the price rate rise, then the guns dem rise
Poor people get caught in the middle
Nuff a live inna loss, so what we gon' do?
When the cat still a play with the fiddle
When if I don't know and you can't explain
Only Jah can answer this riddle
Nuff a play gangsta role, a claim say dem cold
But when gunshot take dem, dem withle
When clutch back blaze in the streets
Badman a war with police
And the crime rate is raising higher
And how can we keep the peace
With so much mouths to feed?
Innocent people get caught in crossfire
War anuh fun like Disney World
War, nuh pretty like Miss World
War, some man love it like girl
If it take away the joy from your world
Middle morning, fly start to swarm him
'Cause from the same bad company weh him go fall in
Him mother warn him, "never take the talking"
Now him leave him friends and family dem bawling
Early morning, cop a shot
Bwoy screech pon the gully side
Inna him best friend head back
Him go stop a shot
And a the same two friend dem
Weh did siddung pon di gully side
Yes, it deh a Booka Pat
Then how you say you got your brother back?
And you go turn him inna duppy bat?
Yo, dem yah killing yah senseless
The gun thing relentless
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Clutch back blaze in the streets
Gunman war with police
And the crime rate is raising higher
How can we keep the peace
With so much mouths to feed?
Innocent people get caught in crossfire
When the price rate rise, then the guns dem rise
Poor people get caught in the middle