Them say, "Money is the of all evil" But a no people a kill people little like nothin' Some say them a but a studio gangster
now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly Little youth with the forty and him say do or die Now him she cry water run from her eye And she remember when him was bit and oh so shy
Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they done To save them from destruction, his only begotten Son Like them no understand say revelation a So the heathen them a run
Too much fuss and fight and that is not You no can't breath in a man but still that you want take life Innocent youth die, bury a guy And him muma wool her and ask God why? Well no ask me no I tell you no lie about time the world start to realize This a revelation an' it's a time Put a hand inna the air and pray to the most high
Forgive them Father 'cause they not what they have done To them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son Like them no understand say revelation a So watch the them a run Cha
man a beg and you fi put down your gun Me no want fi see another tumble down is reality no play dumb, dumb Some a them a thing dollars having a large sum Money is the of all evil if so me no want none Wicked man them a heathen fi them fire a them shall perish inna the wicked kingdom This is one of, hmm jah jah son
Forgive them Father they know not what they have done To save them from destruction, gave his begotten Son Like no understand say revelation a come So watch the them a run Cha
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Forgive them Father 'cause know not what they have done To save from destruction, gave his only begotten Son Like no understand say revelation a come So watch the them a run
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Youth man a beg and you fi put down gun Me no want fi see another youth down This is reality no play dumb, a them a thing 'bout dollars having a large sum Money is the root of all evil if so me no none Wicked man a heathen fi them fire burn Whole a them shall inna the wicked kingdom This is one of, hmm jah jah son
Forgive them Father 'cause they not what they have done To them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son Like them no understand say a come So watch the them a run
Too much fuss and And is not right You no can't blow breath in a man but still that you want life Innocent youth die, bury a guy And him wool her belly