Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guns of Navarone, artist - Sean Paul. Date of issue: 17.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Guns of Navarone |
| How can a people be so traumatized that they start to love their traumatic |
| experiences? |
| We are defining ourselves through colonisers, still how can we be so blind? |
| This only buss for the revolution |
| Natty Pablo |
| SP |
| See them a run out with full clip say them gun nah stick yow it’s like Guns of |
| Navarone |
| Buss shot quick, head back split them a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone |
| Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write the youth them name down Inna stone |
| Ooooh them a dash away people but them just cannot dash away them soul |
| Yow, hey me a tell you not to pree that insanity |
| Humanity they have been living like idiot |
| Why mankind can’t see that life is a gift |
| Still we fighting war, we don’t need that |
| When everyday is a struggle so far |
| For every ghetto youth they’re making life so hard |
| They make the Marge, there’s just no reward for life there’s just no regard |
| There ain’t no chance in this life to get a real shot |
| So man pick up them steel and a beat and real shot |
| Because the pressure never ease up until election time when the bigger heads |
| need us |
| Full clip say them gun nah stick yow it’s like Guns of Navarone |
| Buss shot quick, head back split them a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone |
| Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write the youth them name down Inna stone |
| Ooooh them a dash away people but them just cannot dash away them soul |
| A when the little Island get so dark and wicked? |
| Sun a shine but them dark and stupid |
| Man a swing from tree like a Tarzan with it |
| Body leave a ground a rotten not even Johncrow a visit |
| SP come make we pause for a minute yeah |
| In one accord make we start like a Civic, yeah |
| Break down all the slave master picket fence |
| Cause none a them here laws them no ligit hey, hey |
| The time for talking done, too much little Juvenile blood a run |
| Everybody blood a boil (Pot a bun) |
| Least little thing a man a draw for him gun and when the fun gone fight broke |
| A where mi little brother run gone? |
| Strappings over house but him no own one |
| Say thump Inna face thing is for old man |
| New program |
| See them a run out with full clip say them gun nah stick yow it’s like Guns of |
| Navarone |
| Buss shot quick, head back split them a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone |
| Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write the youth them name down Inna stone |
| Ooooh them a dash away people but them just cannot dash away them soul |
| Guns of Navarone |
| Tear through flesh and bone |
| Ooooh, ooooh |
| Cannot dash away them soul |
| Yes the hunter kill the lion and say he was hunting |
| It was a game. |
| but when the lion kill the hunter |
| You hear say he’s a beast and a savage |
| A man like Marcus Garvey come tell we; |
| if you have no confidence in yourself, |
| you’re twice defeated in the race of life, but with confidence you have won, |
| even before you start |