Yo, murderers – cold, cold killers Tell me weh dem a go do Tell me weh dem a go say Tell me, weh dem a go say to Jah ‘Pon the Judgement day? Hear me now
Too much killing a gwaan Too much murder a gwaan We need some peace in the city But all dem do ah buss dem piece with no pity
Junior Reid seh “One Blood”, so we blood a the same Ah the same blood weh red a run through all a we vein We no waan’ no more shots, no more drops No more blood fi drain All who have the guns locked, you bun that We no waan’ no more pain
Cah too much killing a gwaan Too much murder a gwaan We need some peace in the city But all dem do ah buss dem piece with no pity Ya hear me
One shot, one drop, one gone Next week one more funeral Mama hold her belly and bawl Can’t believe her son get called To grave now, fi days now She no eat nothing, she a wear down Her body start tear down This ya battlefield a no playground
Too much killing a gwaan Too much murder a gwaan We need some peace in the city But all dem do ah buss dem piece with no pity
Junior Reid seh “One Blood”, so we blood a the same Ah the same blood weh red a run through all a we vein We no waan’ no more shots, no more drops No more blood fi drain All who have the guns locked, you bun that We no waan’ no more pain
Cah too much killing a gwaan Too much murder a gwaan We need some peace in the city But all dem do ah buss dem piece with no pity