Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Heartless, artist - Anthony B.
Date of issue: 30.09.2008
Song language: English
Mr. Heartless |
Yu worthless |
Pass mi sword and mi cutlass |
You think is a laughing matter this |
You a try everything you have you trap set up |
And you plan is for one brother to hate the other brother |
And slay him so Babylon can crush his cup |
It’s a pity many of our youths don’t realize |
That you stray them with your dollars |
Give them your killing orders |
And turn around and sell dem out just like french fries |
But here is what you do, you use the youths like dem a tool |
For doing a bag a evilous things |
But woe be on to you for turning people pickney fool |
You shatter their hopes and dreams |
You can’t deny don’t even try |
You are the reason why decomposed bodies are often found |
But will not be for long can’t escape with all your wrong |
Countless murders committed in towns |
Fi di bag a people you mek a suffer |
Fi di blood money that mek you richer |
Oh oh oh Mr. Heartless you end it a go bitter |
Shall be bitter, shall be bitter |
Fi di youths you pay fi do the murder |
Al a di body whey dem dump in a gutter |
Oh oh oh |
Member you a go pay fa |
Rastafari teach you |
You no waan learn |
Well nuff a dem skin get burn |
Jah |
Check it out many times the innocent get slay |
And you same one name the killer |
To the crime stop media |
Collect reward while sufferer grieve in pain |
Mama face the hardest time to give youths education |
And end up loosing many ways for her is only wasted days |
No chance of getting back a fraction |
So youths you need to stand up strong |
Don’t take no boosting from no one |
Take this advise I give |
Don’t get red eye because a money, just work and earn it honestly |
Don’t say that I’m talkative |
A lot of youth like you dem use and heard it often in the news |
Most wanted for killing a few |
No follow them and loose your soul |
Just keep you cool nuh loose control |
Like others they will shake you up too |
Fi di bag a people you mek a suffer |
Fi di blood money that mek you richer |
Oh oh oh Mr. Heartless you end it a go bitter |
Shall be bitter, shall be bitter |
Fi di youths you pay fi do the murder |
Al a di body whey dem dump in a gutter |
Oh oh oh |
Member you a go pay fa |
Mama work seven days a week |
Cannot live, find food fi eat |
I moan and weep, to see da kids |
On di cold concrete |
Ah know di earth is for di meek |
Ah won’t fight, no time I seek |
Opportunity, contract fi I and I just get rich |
So me sing |
Remember |
Until the colour of a man skin is of no more significance |
Than the color of his eyes |
Then shall be always war |
Please know what life is for |
Jah, Rastafari |