| The pain I feel you never know
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| Emotions that I never show
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| Am on a lonely road
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| But I walk this lonely road before
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| Am a spartan soldier
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| I was born to conker
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| I was raise and train for war
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| Am a spartan soldier till my life is over
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| Till my heart can’t beat no more
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| Mi bad from mi born
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| Bad weh mi from
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| Live for the soul
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| Bad wid mi gun
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| Fight fi the demon
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| Fight fi a cause
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| Mi a talk from mi heart mi no fake mi no fraud
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| Everybody know sparta wi delete
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| Naw surrender, back down or accept defeat
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| Nor retreat any bwoy waan beat pussy wait till wi meet
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| Like a phone number bwoy get delete
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| Sparta, mad from wi skull to wi feat
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| Any bower step forward get green by the beas
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| When mi gun rise bullet mi a leach and release
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| Bite yo in a yo face and buss out the knee them
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| Dem no waan mi rise, dem no waan mi survive
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| Dem no waan si mi meck hi dem waan si mi die
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| Still mi a smile and a live my life
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| Them no know how mi struggle everyday fi survive
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| Kids them hungry mi have to survive
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| Who no ride wid mi a go surely calide
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| Swallow my bread before mi swallow my pride
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| Keep mi head, head, high, aim to the sky
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| The pain I feel you never know
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| Emotions that I never show
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| Am on a lonely road
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| But I walk this lonely road before
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| Am a spartan soldier
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| I was born to conker
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| I was raise and train for war
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| Am a spartan soldier till my life is over
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| Till my heart can’t beat no more
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| Sparta no strange, every danger mi walk in a grave yard
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| Any bwoy feel them bad and have brave heart
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| Try pass mi path si if mi gun them a tek talk
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| No mercy have fi show when the war start
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| The rumor done spread them put money paw mi head
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| Seh sparta go burn and Tommy Lee fi dead
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| Them a talk Tommy Lee never once being scared
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| Step out the thing them send them to hell
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| The truth mi a pree to the youths mi a reach
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| Every Gaza, every Gully, Every street
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| From my hear true speech mi a teach
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| Yet them a hate mi, still them a freak
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| Mi head held high to the sky
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| Mama don’t cry yo son have to die
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| Smile, dry those tears from your eyes
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| Don’t worry my music will keep me alive
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| Time them fi all realize
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| Is a hundred miles mi walk when them a ride
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| Why, why, my friends my child
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| Sparta wi seh till the day we die
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| The pain I feel you never know
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| Emotions that I never show
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| Am on a lonely road
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| But I walk this lonely road before
|
| Am a spartan soldier
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| I was born to conker
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| I was raise and train for war
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| Am a spartan soldier till my life is over
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| Till my heart can’t beat no more |