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World Gone Mad feat. Gentleman And Alborosie
Richie Stephens
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This has got to be (Richie Stephens)
Fulfillment of prophecy (Alborosie and Gentleman)
Some will do anything for money (Watch yah now)
For the love of money (What is wrong with you?)
Oh gosh
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The money them a sell out them soul to the devil
And that's why the whole wide world inna trouble now
Father God
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The youths them a the future, but them pack up inna prison
Nuff dead down a cemetery because them never listen now
Father God
Inna time like these economical squeeze
And the people them a bawl
Them can't get no job so the youth them a rob
Can't find no food at all
Every man have a gun and a run up and down
And a bloodshed in the streets
Police man a come weh the war can done
Cause a politics thing a dweet
Where are the leaders in times like these
They part of the problem God help us please
Signs of the times, wickedness a increase
Save us from the belly of the beast
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The money them a sell out them soul to the devil
And that's why the whole wide world inna trouble now
Father God
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The youths them a the future, but them pack up inna prison
Nuff dead down a cemetery because them never listen now
Father God
Yo yo
Well we a go mash them down we can't lose
Righteousness and niceness we nah go refuse
It we safe and sound sit yah no scar nor no bruise
Ghetto youth out full time fi tan up and choose
Yo yo
These are the realities that we face
Predators and creatures all over the place
Children are restless and living in hell
More wickedness than we can tell
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The money them a sell out them soul to the devil
And that's why the whole wide world inna trouble now
Father God
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The youths them a the future, but them pack up inna prison
Nuff dead down a cemetery because them never listen now
Father God
No mother sell off them daughter fi sale and a bring them to the don
So the don do a thing and a money him bring put inna mama hand
Mama tell daughter fi shut up her mouth nah go a road go chat
Cause the clothes weh you got and the food
In the pot him will come take it back
This love for money has taken control
Good morals, good values no longer the goal
People make choices so heartless and cold
For money they're selling their soul
Yo yo
Them Illuminati
Fast like Maserati
Time rough fi we, them try kick we like Karachi
Ghetto youths just be faithful yo
Never yo be ungrateful no
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The youths them a the future, but them pack up inna prison
Nuff dead down a cemetery because them never listen now
Father God
Oh my God
It look like the whole world down yah gone mad
The youths them a the future, but them pack up inna prison
Nuff dead down a cemetery because them never listen now
Father God
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