| Oh mi Lord be a ma shield I ask for thee
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| I know they still have some evil purpose on mind
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| Wanna hurt mi, oh yes, cho
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| I’m not sure if I will live to see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off like an arrow
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off
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| I’m not afraid to die but fraid to live until death
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| It’s not hard for you to guess what will happen next
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| Heartaches and pain works of ungodliness
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| Some nuh know why dem a live that’s why dem have to hurt di flesh
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| But who are they? |
| Tell me what they represent
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| I struggle wid fear as I experience
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| How dem do dem dirty works to which I resent
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| And no one but dem ago face di consequence
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| They build walls instead of bridges, it ridicule
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| Then war wid whom they live like a fool
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| But if I trod di wrong road away a want to pull
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| Because di vessel of di iniquity neva yet full — cho
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off like an arrow
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off
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| Oh yes, that burning concern is no longer there
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| They’re filled wid di medicine whey babylon prepare
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| Instruments of cruelty present everywhere
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| Strong enough fi tek mi life but not enough to care
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| As di roads get dark I expect anything
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| I know not mi enemies so it leave mi wondering
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| Many life was lost who is di next victim
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| It could be you it could be I to how dem set di system
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| Dem kill wid out a cause what is the meaning, cho
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| No one knows what tomorrow may bring
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| I’m not sure if I will live to see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off like an arrow
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off
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| Oh Lord, they are filled wid corruption and selfishness
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| Over load wid bitterness and wrath
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| So I have to seek to keep myself away from di wicked
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| And the road they walk
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| Oh yes, dem sow seeds of conflict
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| Dem want fi si mi trip
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| But dat naw go fester mi heart
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| Because I dwell inna Jah sight and do what is right
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| Nuh want it to be said dat a never play ma part
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| I derived wid enemies and I am my younger brothers keeper
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| What I have done dem nuh want fi si mi prosper
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| Push on dis load as dem make it heavier
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| Jah ! |
| is only sorrow dis wicked have to offer
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of, world of — cho
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off like an arrow
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| I wonder if I will see tomorrow
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| Living in this world of conflicts and sarrows
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| Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold
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| And di wicked people work is taking off |