Guns of Navarone

How can a people be so traumatized That they start to love their traumatic experiences? We are defining ourselves through colonizers Still, how can we be so blind? This only buss for the revolution Natty Pablo SP

Si dem a run out with full clip seh Dem gun nah stick, yow it's like Guns of Navarone Buss shot quick, head back split Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write Di youth dem name down inna stone Ooooh dem a dash away people But dem just cannot dash away dem soul

Yow Hey mi a tell yuh not to pree dat insanity Humanity they have been living like idiot Why mankind can't see that life is a gift Still we fighting war, we don't need that When everyday is a struggle so far For every ghetto youth they're making life so hard They make the Marge There's just no reward for life there's just no regard There ain't no chance in this life to get a real shot So man pick up dem steel and a beat and real shot Because the pressure neva ease up Until election time when the bigger heads need us

Full clip seh dem gun nah stick Yow it's like Guns of Navarone Buss shot quick, head back split Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write Di youth dem name down inna stone Ooooh dem a dash away people But dem just cannot dash away dem soul

A wen di little Island get suh dark and wicked? Sun a shine but them dark and stupid Man a swing from tree like a Tarzan with it Body leave a ground a rotten not even Johncrow a visit SP come make we pause for a minute yeah In one accord make wi start like a Civic, yeah Break down all the slave master picket fence Cause none a them here laws them no legit hey, hey The time for talking done, too much little Juvenile blood a run Everybody blood a boil (Pot a bun) Least little thing a man a draw for him gun And when the fun gone fight broke A weh mi little brother run gone? Strappings over house but him nuh own one Seh thump inna face thing is for old man New program

Si dem a run out with full clip seh Dem gun nah stick, yow it's like Guns of Navarone Buss shot quick, head back split Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write Di youth dem name down inna stone Ooooh dem a dash away people But dem just cannot dash away dem soul

Bad man today tomorrow you go die Nothing you gain whether in life Today today your family dey cry aii, a better yuh fi wise Wanna put on the goals Wanna put on the right things Don't be bothered of the tackle As a gangsta wi nuh hate Wanna put on the goals Wanna put on the right things Dash with the tackle As a juvenile gangsta

Full clip seh dem gun nah stick Yow it's like Guns of Navarone Buss shot quick, head back split Dem a buss shot to tear through flesh and bone Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write Di youth dem name down inna stone Ooooh dem a dash away people But dem just cannot dash away dem soul

Yes the hunter kill the lion and say he was hunting It was a game, but when the lion kill the hunter You hear seh he's a beast and a savage A man like Marcus Garvey come tell we If you have no confidence in yourself You're twice defeated in the race of life But with confidence you have won, even before you start