Guns of Navarone
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How can a people be so traumatized
That they start to love their traumatic experiences?
We are defining ourselves through colonizers
Still, how can we be so blind?
This only buss for the revolution
Natty Pablo SP
Si dem a run out with full clip seh
Dem gun nah stick, yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
Yow
Hey mi a tell yuh not to pree dat insanity
Humanity they have been living like idiot
Why mankind can't see that life is a gift
Still we fighting war, we don't need that
When everyday is a struggle so far
For every ghetto youth they're making life so hard
They make the Marge
There's just no reward for life there's just no regard
There ain't no chance in this life to get a real shot
So man pick up dem steel and a beat and real shot
Because the pressure neva ease up
Until election time when the bigger heads need us
Full clip seh dem gun nah stick
Yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
A wen di little Island get suh dark and wicked?
Sun a shine but them dark and stupid
Man a swing from tree like a Tarzan with it
Body leave a ground a rotten not even Johncrow a visit
SP come make we pause for a minute yeah
In one accord make wi start like a Civic, yeah
Break down all the slave master picket fence
Cause none a them here laws them no legit hey, hey
The time for talking done, too much little Juvenile blood a run
Everybody blood a boil (Pot a bun)
Least little thing a man a draw for him gun
And when the fun gone fight broke
A weh mi little brother run gone?
Strappings over house but him nuh own one
Seh thump inna face thing is for old man
New program
Si dem a run out with full clip seh
Dem gun nah stick, yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
Bad man today tomorrow you go die
Nothing you gain whether in life
Today today your family dey cry aii, a better yuh fi wise
Wanna put on the goals
Wanna put on the right things
Don't be bothered of the tackle
As a gangsta wi nuh hate
Wanna put on the goals
Wanna put on the right things
Dash with the tackle
As a juvenile gangsta
Full clip seh dem gun nah stick
Yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
Yes the hunter kill the lion and say he was hunting
It was a game, but when the lion kill the hunter
You hear seh he's a beast and a savage
A man like Marcus Garvey come tell we
If you have no confidence in yourself
You're twice defeated in the race of life
But with confidence you have won, even before you start
That they start to love their traumatic experiences?
We are defining ourselves through colonizers
Still, how can we be so blind?
This only buss for the revolution
Natty Pablo SP
Si dem a run out with full clip seh
Dem gun nah stick, yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
Yow
Hey mi a tell yuh not to pree dat insanity
Humanity they have been living like idiot
Why mankind can't see that life is a gift
Still we fighting war, we don't need that
When everyday is a struggle so far
For every ghetto youth they're making life so hard
They make the Marge
There's just no reward for life there's just no regard
There ain't no chance in this life to get a real shot
So man pick up dem steel and a beat and real shot
Because the pressure neva ease up
Until election time when the bigger heads need us
Full clip seh dem gun nah stick
Yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
A wen di little Island get suh dark and wicked?
Sun a shine but them dark and stupid
Man a swing from tree like a Tarzan with it
Body leave a ground a rotten not even Johncrow a visit
SP come make we pause for a minute yeah
In one accord make wi start like a Civic, yeah
Break down all the slave master picket fence
Cause none a them here laws them no legit hey, hey
The time for talking done, too much little Juvenile blood a run
Everybody blood a boil (Pot a bun)
Least little thing a man a draw for him gun
And when the fun gone fight broke
A weh mi little brother run gone?
Strappings over house but him nuh own one
Seh thump inna face thing is for old man
New program
Si dem a run out with full clip seh
Dem gun nah stick, yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
Bad man today tomorrow you go die
Nothing you gain whether in life
Today today your family dey cry aii, a better yuh fi wise
Wanna put on the goals
Wanna put on the right things
Don't be bothered of the tackle
As a gangsta wi nuh hate
Wanna put on the goals
Wanna put on the right things
Dash with the tackle
As a juvenile gangsta
Full clip seh dem gun nah stick
Yow it's like Guns of Navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split
Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write
Di youth dem name down inna stone
Ooooh dem a dash away people
But dem just cannot dash away dem soul
Yes the hunter kill the lion and say he was hunting
It was a game, but when the lion kill the hunter
You hear seh he's a beast and a savage
A man like Marcus Garvey come tell we
If you have no confidence in yourself
You're twice defeated in the race of life
But with confidence you have won, even before you start