Bunji Garlin - The Message (ft. Damian Marley)

- Damian Marley:
There's music in your soul
Minerals in your soil
Children full of beauty
Worth way much more than oil
While history unfolds
Don't let a good thing spoil
Oh no, no

- Bunji Garlin:
I apologize, seeing the crime rate rising infinite
Everywhere people around me a Drop like fly yet I live in it
I look to the sky and ask Almighty when will it finish
Is this a sign of the last days, the last few minutes
'Cause the land overrun with knives and guns and murderous gimmicks
Good people around while bad buss murderous limits
I keep my faith and wait 'cause I know evil can't win it
But this is not the time nor the place for the punks and timid
'Cause, in a world that's suppose to be peaceful, every little youth turn killa
None a dem have respect for the laws of land dem a real blood spilla
Them forgot when the parents lay dem down in the beds and pillow
Saying son you have to be a good boy, but them get bigger
And pull trigger, every question gunshot is the answer, well go figure
Them don't want to dig deep in their heart searching for the goodness like
We a grave digger, well this message from Bunji Garlin and the one Gongzilla
Almighty Father is telling you, hey

- Damian Marley:
There's music in your soul
Minerals in your soil
Children full of beauty
Worth way much more than oil
While history unfolds
Don't let a good thing spoil
Oh no, no

Can I walk the Savannah at least
Buy my pholourie in peace
Without being trailed by a full detail of ten bodyguard and police
Must sum'n inna island breeze
Mek violence spread like disease
Cah most juvenile guns out and while with no respect for OG's

- Bunji Garlin:
Can I walk round a Half Way Tree
With nobody else but me
With Cash inna pocket and nobody a watch it
And nobody a target me
Well it must be the deep blue seas
That spread to the bun and the cheese
That make everybody up inna the island
Waan grab up something and squeeze

- Damian Marley:
Can you imagine how the sword dem sharp
Man a hunt fi the bake and shark
Should a heed advice when the place did nice
That a before the whole thing start
Now every man stop tek talk and every man start think dark
Out in the street blood spray like when Juve a morning cork

- Bunji Garlin:
Long time Kingston tell we to put down the gun
From Port of Spain to Hellshire
Don't get caught up making people head road 'round like Michelin tire
From grandmother bawl and grandson a fall your soul going to burn in fire
Don't let them get your life and draw your soul like it's a vampire

- Damian Marley:
There's music in your soul
Minerals in your soil
Children full of beauty
Worth way much more than oil
While history unfolds
Don't let a good thing spoil
Oh no, no

You tripping to think you can punish and whip him
Some likkle boy gun tall like Scottie Pippen
Equipped with a clip and the thing weh them ship in
The way you frighten, your heartbeat start skipping
Father forgive him, so young he doesn't know a life worth living
So strong he doesn't know the strength you give him
So long a loser that he don't know winning
Drowning in the deep and he don't know swimming
Surrounded in the streets by a life of sinning
With no one that believes that a light shines in him
And when the thing a beat, every light start dimming
Ready fi go eat and if lunch time skip him
Nobody can't speak nor try talk with him
Angel of mercy, beg you please walk with him
To save anybody try cross path with him

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