Текст песни No More - I-Octane
[Intro:]
Frass,
Dem
dweet
it
again
Dem
dweet
it
again,
Oh
God.
Exile
a
sey
a
murda,
murda
Tyaad
fi
a
wail,
Tyaad
fi
a
wail.
Tyaad
fi
see
mi
fren
dem
blood
splash
inna
di
street.
[Chorus:]
Dats
why
mi
dash
weh
mi
black
pants
Dash
weh
mi
black
shoes,
Dash
weh
mi
black
shirt.
Caw
funeral
I
nah
go
no
more,
Funeral
I
nah
go
no
more.
Dats
why
mi
fling
weh
mi
black
pants,
Fling
weh
mi
black
shoes,
Fling
weh
mi
black
shirt.
Caw
funeral
I
nah
go
no
more
Bout
mi
a
weep
and
a
cry
No
more.
[Verse
1:]
Tyaad
fi
see
church
door
a
open
and
a
close,
And
mi
know
a
nuh
pray
Man
a
pray
inna
dat.
Tyaad
fi
hear
new
coffin
a
buy
Check
it
out
a
mi
friend
a
lay
down
inna
dat.
Oh
God,
Stray
bullet
from
di
Glock
Lef
mi
friend
dem
modda
decorate
inna
black.
And
when
yuh
check
it
out
A
him
same
friend
dem
partake
inna
dat.
Mi
nah
go
a
nine
night
beat
no
more
drum,
No
more
fish
and
bread
spill,
No
more
rum.
Dem
kill
pon
di
likkle
ball
ground
And
see
deh
mi
cyaan
have
no
more
fun.
Frass
an
dats
why
mi
say
dis,
Friend
a
kill
friend
fi
di
latest
K-Swiss,
Watch
and
anklet
bracelet.
[Chorus]
[Verse
2:]
Frass
mi
nah
cry
no
more,
My
tears
fi
dry
now
man,
Bout
mi
a
cry
till
mi
eye
dem
sore.
Fadda
God
nuh
mek
me
eat
back
mi
words,
Mek
mi
haffi
beat
back
di
suit
Weh
black,
Di
shoes
weh
a
square
mouth,
Di
ones
weh
a
curve,
Tyaad
fi
see
pick
axe
a
drive
inna
di
hearse.
Oh
God,
Friend
killing
fi
stop,
Matta
fact
every
killing
fi
stop.
So
if
fi
we
plan
fi
wear
back
black,
A
mus
party
we
a
party
inna
dat.
[Chorus]
1 My Life
2 Mama You Alone
3 Lose A Friend
4 No More
5 Missing You
6 Thank You Father
7 Puff It
8 Lost Our Way
9 Poverty
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