| See di youths ah bawl fi find a safe road
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| But Babylon ah come again, again
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| Tell dem seh we nah sell out
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| We nah go change
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| We nah go buy some friends again, again
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| Even if mi ah walk trough di valley of the shadow of death
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| Me feel secure
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| Because di almighty put im bless pon mi head
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| 'Cause it’s a dangerous time
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| We nah sit dung an ah cry
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| Real soldiers
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| We always deh pon di line
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| Youths pon di block
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| There’s no turning back
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| Hear di sound of di Glock
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| Fucking police create repression
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| God bless forever my generation
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| (We born and raised like a rose in the stone)
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| Mama don’t cry
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| If I live or I die
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| Tears ah falls from di sky
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| Say a prayer for my salvation
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| Spreading one love to my generation
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| (Youths growin' up in this time all alone)
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| Poor my generation
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| Living without ambition
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| We pay the price
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| Fi All dem ah try
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| Fi waste all the earth an di ocean
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| No school education
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| Life is not a fiction
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| Don’t trust media clowns
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| Don’t get yourself into no program
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| Nuff youths ah tek di wrong road
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| Because we lef dem alone
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| So why you talk fi blame dem?
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| Give dem di right fi mek a choice
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| Fi tek dem space
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| And play a role in dis world
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| Don’t even try fi change dem
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| Youths pon di block
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| There’s no turning back
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| Hear di sound of di Glock
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| Fucking police create repression
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| God bless forever my generation
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| (We born and raised like a rose in the stone)
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| Mama don’t cry
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| If I live or I die
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| Tears ah falls from di sky
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| Say a prayer for my salvation
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| Spreading one love to my generation
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| (Youths growin' up in this time all alone)
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| So tell di government fi spend dat money
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| Fi build a future fi di children
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| Cause them so sweet like di honey
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| No one kyaan stop di time ah seh di prophet
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| It’s invain you still a try fi waiste my generation project
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| Some of them ah hype an dem not sorry
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| Some of them ah happy an neva worry
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| Yes one day we’ll see di judgement comin' down from the stars
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| Youths pon di block
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| There’s no turning back
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| Hear di sound of di Glock
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| Fucking police create repression
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| God bless forever my generation
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| (We born and raised like a rose in the stone)
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| Mama don’t cry
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| If I live or I die
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| Tears ah falls from di sky
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| Say a prayer for my salvation
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| Spreading one love to my generation
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| (Youths growin' up in this time all alone) |