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Three Against War

Beenie Man, Dennis Brown and Triston Palmer
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Oh God! Yeah It's like you're moving in the wrong line Everyday another ghetto youth life deh pon border line Beenie Man 'longside Tristan Palmer, 'longside Dennis Brown Me anuh no clown Watch! Everyday is a gunshot And another one get shot I don't like that Every year is the same ting God knows! Tired of the killing and the shooting Yeah Another victim of the gun war Slain in the street, man, it crucial Eh, eh When are we gonna stop the fighting? Yeah Under the suppression of crime act Lord have mercy Look how much gunman come And how much gunman gone All of you a rail up, all of you a kick up All of you a move up and a gwan Remember say, after a storm it is a calm What we tired fi hear all shot up inna here Everyday you nuh see another ghetto youth scare We tired fi hear gunshot all inna here Everytime you nuh see another ghetto youth scare Cool badman, stop it Put down the big zig-zag and all the 'matic Leave the police dem alone, a time waan fi buss it Hear Beenie Man deh pon the mic a chat lyrics Try think conscious and listen to this Wha' me say?! No more blood no haffi run Oh God! No more skull no haffi burn Lord have mercy Man a man can reason That's true Man a man can reason Woah yeah! Woah oh oh God knows Me a beg you put it down Here we go now Look how much gunman come And how much gunman gone All of you a kick up, all of you a rail And all of you a move up and a gwan 'Memba say, after a storm it is a calm Youth man unuh fi think positive Nuh get up everyday and think it so negative And get up everyday and gwan like you wicked Moving up and moving bad in your village You always live good in the neighborhood you live And hear Beenie Man, I am talking positive Wha' me say?! Tribal war, we've got to hold it down Overcome, we must Lord have mercy 'Cause everyday is a gunshot Bare shot, bare shot Yes, another brother, yes, him get drop It hurts And everyday is a gunshot From the bottom of mi heart And another sister get drop Cool off and hold your 'matic and your 16 guage Yes, every year it's the same thing Beenie Man's here Tired of the killing and the shooting You know why? I man say gun no have sense A just the man weh deh behind it, 'hind it Hahaha No zig-zag no have sense A just the man go a fire it, fire it Hear why? 'Cause when the shot leave the nozzle, youth, it ago come straight It nuh have no eye, nuh have no sense, while it don't got no break To fight 'gainst the law you haffi have what it takes Have a sound heart fi shot people inna face Cool off and the gun no 'tall hand and waist Beenie Man deh pon the riddim, don't make no mistake So a all dem a kick up and a rail up and a gwan Tired of the killing and the shooting Badman fi dem a man a create storm 'Memba in the ghetto how the life it a gwan Come down Tristan Palmer, come sing out pon the land No more skull no haffi burn That's Dennis Brown No more blood no haffi run God! Man a man can reason Oh God! Man a man can reason Lord have mercy Woah yeah! Woah woah oh God knows Say, the fussing and the fighting Jah Jah vex with that You no hear? The shooting and the killing Jah no respect that That's true The fussing and the fighting Jah Jah vex with that I say, the killing and the shooting Jah no respect that Ease up! You better do that, enuh Ease up, brother man, ease up Or else you're gonna sorry Woah woah oh Ease up, ease up Oh God! Look how much gunman come And how much gunman gone All of you a kick up, all of you a rail up All of you a move up and a gwan 'Memba say, after a storm it is a calm