Them say money is the root of all evil
But a no money
Some people a kill people little or nothing
Some say them a gangster but a studio gangster
Well now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly
Little youth with the 45 and him say do or die
Now him muma she cry water run from her eye
And she remember when him was little bit and oh so shy
Chorus:
Forgive them father cause they know not what they have done
To save them from destruction gave his only begotten son
Like them no understand say revelation a come so watch the heathen them a run
Verse 1:
Too much fuss and fight(BOO)
And that is not right
You no can't blow breath in a man but still that you want take life
Innocent youth die bury a next guy
And him muma wool her belly and ask God why?
Well no ask me no question I tell you no lie
