Murderer Songtext
von Richie Spice

Dem say badman fire M16 (oh nanana)
Policeman fire AK-47
And soldier man, you can′t hide from Jah (nanana, ay, hey)

What is this happening in the streets
With the soldier man, police, and thief?
Pedophile is on the rise
Protect the likkle youths, you've got to open your eyes
The best little friend got too serious
Violence is on the rise
And dem no waan compromise
Every little thing, dem just quick fi fight

Dem say woi
Mama haffi warn her son
Woi
Cah dem haffi sound dem gun
Woi
Papa haffi warn him daughter
Woi
Protect her inna dem dreadful time, yeah


′Cause dem a murderer
See dem a beat it
'Cause dem a murderer
Jah know me see it
'Cause dem a murderer
Mama, you feel it
′Cause dem a murderer
A murderer

Yes, if you spit up in the sky, then it might fall back in your face
Black people dem a winner, so you can′t take first place
Don't come around I with your guns or screw face
Once a man, twice a child, best you know your place
Free up your mind like a runaway slave
No turning back, we got a victory to gain
Let us get together inna this, our last days
The system dem create, it need to be erased

′Cause dem a murderer
See dem a beat it
'Cause dem a murderer
Jah know me see it
′Cause dem a murderer
Mama, I feel it
'Cause dem a murderer
A murderer


This a happen pon the continent
Inna the leaders, people lost confidence
A lot of shooting, they no make no sense
And the innocent a live in tents
So many families inna suspense
And the news ah say, "That′s self-defense"
Police still a kill black people
Innocent we, dem still a tell we slavery end

Dem say woi
Haffi run dem out of town
Woi
Rasta ago chant dem down
Woi
Babylon, you must fall down
Woi
Fire a go burn dem town

'Cause dem a murderer
See dem a beat it
'Cause dem a murderer
Jah know me see it
′Cause dem a murderer
Mama, you feel it
′Cause dem a murderer
A murderer

Eh eh ay, eh eh ay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Murder)