Christopher Marting – Too Much Killing Lyrics

Yow murderers
Cold, cold, killers
Tell me weh dem a go do
Tell me weh dem a go seh
Tell me whe dem a go seh to Jah
Pon the judgement day

Too much killing a gwaan
Too much murder a gwaan
Wi need some peace in the city
But all dem do is buss dem piece wid no pitty

(Verse 1)
Junior Reid seh one blood
So wi blood a the same
A the same blood weh red a run through all a wi vane
Wi no waan no more shots
No more chaps, no more blood fi drain
All who have the guns lock
Yow bun that, wi no waan no more pain

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(Verse 2)
One shot, one drop, one gone
Next week one more funeral
Mama hold are belly an ball
Cyaa believe are son get call
To grave now, fi days now
Shi no eat nothing
Shi a wear down
Are body start tear down
This yah bottle field a no play ground

(Repeat Chorus)

(Repeat Verse 1)

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  1. Add a comment…big up Chris love your music its so inspirational and educational as well keep writing more cla$$ic tunes…..Jah bless more fire.