Alborosie - Talk To Them lyrics
[Alborosie - Talk To Them lyrics]
(you have to understand yourself you seet)
Too much violence come like pestilence
(tell dem) are you proud of your action?
So talk to di yut dem now
Let dem know im right, you seet
Alborosie seh dat
Talk to your children don't tell dem lies
Nah deh pon your t-shirt when
You came out last night
Talk to your daughter talk to your son
Tell dem you a badman
Takin life with your gun
Selassie I judgement will slew dem
No exception di trinity fiyah a go bun dem
Armagiddeon come wicked pon di
Murderer us all dutty deputy souljah
Badman and killer seh you buy your son
Kris nike boot tell him di truth
Yuh a promote blood dispute
Just to fight by your suit
Kill and rob another youth
That's how you get your pay-roll
Memba mi tell you that yey
Talk to your children don't tell dem lies
Nah deh pon your t-shirt when
You came out last night
Talk to your daughter talk to your son
Tell dem you a badman
Takin life with your gun
Would you kill the one you love
Would you kill the one you right
Blood of you blood faith of your faith
Everytime you pull di trigger just
Fi get a man life
Lucifer bless up your children unwise
Mount zion break up di rain and di storm
Who gonna be santify no turn food fi di worm
No revolver 9 millimeters
Put all inna di chest of selassie
I the greater well then
Talk to your children don't tell dem lies
Nah deh pon your t-shirt when
You came out last night
Talk to your daughter talk to your son
Tell dem you a badman
Takin life with your gun
Stick your gun weh deh sun don't shine
If you no get it straight check behind
Your buss an explosive like dinamite
Without your gun? youre just a
Puppy that cyaan even bite
Pull di trigger now and do it right
If di prophet dead the prophecy still alive
Only one commitment you haffi real obeyed
Rastafari love di only guide just tell dem
Talk to your children don't tell dem lies
Nah deh pon your t-shirt when
You came out last night
Talk to your daughter talk to your son
Tell dem you a badman
Takin life with your gun