How can a people be so traumatized 

that they start to love their 

traumatic experiences?

We are defining ourselves through colonisers, 

still how can we be so blind?

This only buss for the revolution

Natty Pablo

SP

See them a run out with full clip 

say them gun nah stick 

yow it’s like Guns of Navarone

Buss shot quick, head back split them a 

buss shot to tear through flesh and bone

Ooooh mama bawl when she have to 

write the youth them name down Inna stone

Ooooh them a dash away people 

but them just cannot dash away thеm soul

Yow, hey me a tell you not to pree that insanity

Humanity thеy 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 them steel 

and a beat and real shot

Because the pressure never ease up 

until election time when the 

bigger heads need us

Full clip say them gun nah stick yow 

it’s like Guns of Navarone

Buss shot quick, head back split them a 

buss shot to tear through flesh and bone

Ooooh mama bawl when she have to 

write the youth them name down Inna stone

Ooooh them a dash away people 

but them just cannot dash away them soul

A when the little Island get so 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 we start like a Civic, yeah

Break down all the slave master picket fence

Cause none a them here laws them no ligit 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 where mi little brother run gone?

Strappings over house but him no own one

Say thump Inna face thing is for old man

New program

See them a run out with full clip say them 

gun nah stick yow it’s like Guns of Navarone

Buss shot quick, head back split them a 

buss shot to tear through flesh and bone

Ooooh mama bawl when she have to 

write the youth them name down Inna stone

Ooooh them a dash away people 

but them just cannot dash away them soul

Bad man today tomorrow you go die

Nothing you gain whether in life

Today today your family dey cry aii, 

a better you fi wise

Bad man today tomorrow you go die

Nothing you gain whether in life

Today today your family dey cry aii, 

a better you fi wise

Wanna put on the goals

Wanna put on the right things

Don’t be bothered of the tackle

As a gangster we no hate

Wanna put on the goals

Wanna put on the right things

Dash with the tackle

As a juvenile gangster

Full clip say them gun nah stick yow 

it’s like Guns of Navarone

Buss shot quick, head back split them a 

buss shot to tear through flesh and bone

Ooooh mama bawl when she have to 

write the youth them name down Inna stone

Ooooh them a dash away people 

but them just cannot dash away them 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 say 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…