Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crossfire, artist - Konshens. Date of issue: 18.11.2010
Song language: English
Crossfire |
| One more gun sound |
| One more drop of blood pon di ground |
| One more ghetto youth gun down |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire) |
| Inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire) |
| One more drop of tear from mamma eye |
| One more innocent ghetto youth die |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire yo yo) |
| Inna di cross fire |
| Watch ya then |
| Nowhere to hide nowhere to run too |
| Dem think yuh then you life coulda done too |
| Mi cyan believe seh di likkle juvenile which inna di school |
| Deh pon di corna swing di ratchet and di gun too |
| Mamma seh she cyan believe a this di world a gone too |
| A nowadays it comin like seh betta hunt too |
| Nowhere no safe, not even pon yuh cornas inna yuh base |
| Drive by inna yuh place |
| Another life waste |
| One more gun sound |
| One more drop of blood pon di ground |
| One more ghetto youth gun down |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire) |
| Inna di cross fire |
| One more drop of tear from mamma eye |
| One more innocent ghetto youth die |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire yo yo) |
| Inna di cross fire |
| Yo, watch ya then |
| Police a come siren alarm a signal |
| of flatta dead pon di corna |
| Dem nah go run, no dem nuh care bout di laugh and |
| Buss dem a go buss it mek you know seh dem a war man |
| But even cyan tek di war no more |
| Warn to di juvenile weh dead deh gun down at the corner stone |
| No man a pray to di lord no more |
| When Jah Jah big up pon di floor before gunshot come kill at the door |
| One more gun sound |
| One more drop of blood pon di ground |
| One more ghetto youth gun down |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire yo yo) |
| Inna di cross fire |
| One more drop of tear from mamma eye |
| One more innocent ghetto youth die |
| Dead inna di cross fire |
| Inna di cross fire |
| Yeahhh |
| Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run |
| Everybody have a gun |
| From di fadda to di daughta to the son |
| And if you diss before you know yuh life done |
| Watch ya then |
| Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run |
| Everybody have a gun |
| And from di fadda to di daughta to the son |
| And if you diss before you know yuh life done, done, done |
| One more gun sound |
| One more drop of blood pon di ground |
| One more ghetto youth gun down |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire) |
| Inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire) |
| One more drop of tear from mamma eye |
| One more innocent ghetto youth die |
| Dead inna di cross fire (inna di cross fire yo yo) |
| Inna di cross fire |