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Richie Spice – Blood Again
Tell you that I don’t like the way they’re living
Because the way you’re living is sicken
You fight the youths dem out of their living
You call us lazy while we’re willing.
Blood again
Here say that’s another little youth get shot again
Fire fi the wicked, fire fi the heathens
How so much gun reach yah? Me no know, me woulda like fi know a when
How so much coke reach yah? Me no know, me woulda like fi know a when
As a little youth try they to keep him down again
What kinda juice that me gon catch a day a blend
Who fi little youth dat me gon catch a day a end.
Tell you that I don’t like the way they’re living
Because the way you’re living is sicken
You fight the youths dem out of their living
You call us lazy while we’re willing.
Bomb drop again
Here say that another 25 dead up again
Suicide bomber, then a who send dem?
This yah one a go straight to all Bush servents
How much more youth you ago make lose dem head?
How much more youth fi ago drop down dead?
Talk ’bout some a Shotta and dem don’t have no head
Weh dem yah man yah a come from? Dem a must living dead
Coming with the fire yah weh redder than red.
Tell you that I don’t like the way they’re living
Because the way you’re living is sicken
You fight the youths dem out of their living
You call us lazy while we’re willing.
Drive-by again
Here say that another 35 blood up again
Borderline a Hell, me can’t go look fi Aunty Gwen
Crab inna a bag, a friend a fight ‘gainst friend?
Blood again
We used to friend from school days, now you no hail mi again
Come tell me, wha’ happen to mi old time friend?
I tell you that I don’t like the way they’re living
Because the way you’re living is sicken
You fight the youths dem out of their living
You call us lazy while we’re willing.
Blood again
Here say that another little youth get shot again
Fire fi the wicked, fire fi the heathens
How so much gun reach yah? Me no know, me woulda like fi know a when
How so much coke reach yah? Me no know, me woulda like fi know a when
As a little youth rise, you try fi keep him down again
What kind of juice that me go catch you deh a blend?
Who fah little youth that me go catch you deh a hang?
I tell you that I don’t like the way they’re living
Because the way you’re living is sicken
You fight the youths dem out of their living
You call us lazy while we’re willing.
