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Oh, oh
Yeah
Crying
Oh, yeah, ayy
Oh
Crying
Oh, yeah
Mama abal
Oh
Sister abal
Yeah
Crying
Oh, yeah, yeah
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
No, yeah, yeah
And I no wanna na-na to mama abal
When she go there see her son mar up on the tile
And I no wanna na-na to daddy beg
I'm a one son, no bother give no more leg, no
I no wanna na-na to mama abal
When she go and see her pickney mar up on the tile
And I no wanna na-na to daddy beg
And me pickney dem no kill dem in front me
Just now me serious, me tell dem from 2005
And every day me see the dirty crime rate rise
Right now mankind is antagonus
Make sure know your friends, you haffi pick dem carefully
People you cannot trust
You haffi look up to the system
Because the system nah look down on you
What we a go do?
This bag a friend, this bag a crew
But only chosen are few
Yeah, I no wanna na-na to mama abal
When she go and see her pickney mar up on the tile
And I no wanna na-na to daddy beg
And me pickney please no kill dem in front me, oh
I no wanna na-na to daddy abal
And I no wanna na-na to mammy beg
And I no wanna, and I no wanna
Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy
What we a go do to make ends meet?
We nah have no work, more youths inna the street
The guns dem loose, we got a lot of thief
But when, when this violence cease?
And tell me who's the judge?
Who is just?
Who is righteous?
Oh, tell dem self they can't trust
They are the one that always
Ends up fighting with us
And I no wanna na-na to mama abal
When she go there see her son mar up on the tile
And I no wanna na-na to daddy beg
I'm a one son, no bother give no more leg, no
I no wanna na-na to mama abal
When she go and see her pickney mar up on the tile
And I no wanna na-na to daddy beg
And me pickney dem no kill dem in front me
Just now me serious, me tell dem from 2005
And every day me see the dirty crime rate rise
Right now mankind is antagonus
Make sure know your friends, you haffi pick dem carefully
People you cannot trust
You haffi look up to the system
Because the system nah look down on you
What we a go do?
This bag a friend, this bag a crew
But only chosen are few
Yeah, I no wanna na-na to mama abal
When she go and see her pickney mar up on the tile
And I no wanna na-na to daddy beg
And me pickney please no kill dem in front me, oh
I no wanna na-na to daddy abal
And I no wanna na-na to mammy beg
And I no wanna, and I no wanna
Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy
And I no wanna, and I no wanna
And I no wanna, and I no wanna
And I no wanna, and I no wanna
Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy



Autor(en): Edwards Windel B, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur



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