Them say, "Money is the of all evil" But a no Some people a kill people like nothin' Some say a gangster but a studio gangster
now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly Little with the forty five and him say do or die Now him muma she cry water run her eye And she remember when him was bit and oh so shy
Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they done To them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son Like no understand say revelation a come So the heathen them a run
Too fuss and fight and that is not right You no can't blow breath in a man but that you want take life youth die, bury a next guy And him muma wool her belly and ask God Well no ask me no question I you no lie It's about time the world start to This a an' it's a serious time Put your a hand inna the air and to the most high
Forgive them Father 'cause they not what they have done To save them from destruction, gave his only Son Like no understand say revelation a come So the heathen them a run Cha
Youth man a beg and you fi put down gun Me no fi see another youth tumble down This is reality no dumb, dumb a them a thing 'bout dollars having a large sum Money is the root of all if so me no want none Wicked man a heathen fi them fire burn Whole a them shall perish inna the wicked This is one of, hmm jah jah son
Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they done To save them from destruction, gave his only Son Like them no understand say revelation a So the heathen them a run Cha
Yo! Yo! Yo! Stop yo Mislead the youth to shoot them one another Muma what this? talkin' pure foolishness Can't sit eat me Sunday ackee and salt fish Can't use me tongue and out me pyrex dish As me sit and a wish me mouth start get peckish Have fi eat me dry bread and drink the well quick
Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they have To save them from destruction, gave his begotten Son Like no understand say revelation a come So watch the them a run
Now a gun lick and a marrow it fly youth with the forty five and him say do or die Now him she cry water run from her eye And she remember him was little bit and oh so shy it
Youth man a beg and you fi put down gun Me no want fi see another tumble down This is no play dumb, dumb Some a them a thing 'bout having a large sum Money is the root of all if so me no want none Wicked man them a fi them fire burn Whole a them shall perish the wicked kingdom is Shaggy one of, hmm jah jah son
Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what have done To save them from destruction, gave his begotten Son them no understand say revelation a come So the heathen them a run
Too fuss and fight And that is not You no can't blow breath in a man but still that you want take Innocent youth die, bury a guy And him wool her belly