Lyrics Blood Money - Pablo Moses

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
Oh mourning, mourning for my people, yeah

Man must vanq these money men
Who pay I and I to fight I bredens
Just because I′m in hunger
Them hold I with them dunza

And now man I grow with like a brother
Would shoot I for nothing other than
Blood money, blood dunza, yeah
Blood money, blood dunza, mmm

Oh, there shall be lighting and thunder
For the heathens who take advantage shall suffer-ah
To gain their vanity of power
They shall reach their final hour
They will be cut off forever, yeah

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
Oh mourning, mourning for my people, mmm
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
Oh mourning, mourning for my people, yea-ah

So bredrens, bredrens wrath no more
Lte's I-nite in these trebelous times
Vanq the money men, vanq the oppressor
Let Jah spirit give guidance I-ternally
Let the money men be the sufferer

Then man I grow with like a brother
Will never shoot I for them, no them
Blood money, blood dunza, I an′ I nuh wan' no
Blood money, blood dunza, no

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
No more mourning, no more mourning for my people, mmm
I an'I don′t want to mourn no more, no more, no
We don′t wan' no blood money, no
No blood money, no