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Jahmiel

Tear Drops

 

Tear Drops


Wha gwaan world
Wah really a gwaan
Hmm-mmm, yeah

Nuff a mek money and still no have a brain
Still a pree fi gi' you hungry
Youth a strap inna the lane
Bredda still a kill bredda like Abel and Cain
Nuff get caught up inna fame, humbleness never remain
From me a likkle youth, me hear seh things a go change
Nuff couldn't hold it and end up insane
Nuff a dem do wrong and fret when dem see hurricane
When it pass by you, gone back go do the same
People still a work, but the work is in vain
Still cyaan go home to the things they waan fi gain
Pickney go school, pickney come suffer the same
Try some hustling, dem put we herbs inna the flame
Police a kill we off and dem never get no blame
Bigger heads never listen when we complain
We see the same things again and again
But if this rain could wash away our pain

I wish my tear drops were rain drops
And the sunshine could bring us a brighter day
And the ocean weh the waves at (ocean)
Could wash all my pain away, yeah

Yeah, eeh, eh
Yeah
A na na na na
Na na na, na, na, na, yeah
Fi real, uh ah

You tell me seh you love me true
Me have something fi gi' you
Your action show me seh
If me did bruk me wouldn't see you
Me see users and not friend
Dem only deh deh when dem waan you solve a problem
Me see prices a rise with we pressure
The people dem no stop cry fi see better
War nah go no weh, so a no rifle me prefer
Me use me voice as the voice a the ghetto
And every song me write is like writing a letter
Fe open your eyes, so you get wise when it echo
Dem probably ban the song cah me no licence fi seh so
But rise up now ghetto, rise up
Many try to pave the way, past away
But the words weren't fade away, yeah
Look inna the mirror
And dedicate your life fi do the right

I wish my tear drops were rain drops
And the sunshine could bring us a brighter day
And the ocean weh the waves at, hmm-mmm
Could wash all my pain away, yeah

Yeah, eeh, eh
Yeah
A na na na na
Na na na, na, na, na, yeah

You hear, king
Sound bad 'pon the song, enuh
Sound bad 'pon the song
You know man

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