Guns of Navarone Lyrics by Sean Paul ft. Jesse Royal and Mutabaruka is latest English song with music also given by Sean Paul. Guns of Navarone song lyrics are written by Mutabaruka, Jesse Royal and Sean Paul.
Guns of Navarone Song Detail
Singer: Sean Paul, Jesse Royal, Mutabaruka
Composer: Sean Paul
Lyrics by: Mutabaruka, Jesse Royal, Sean Paul
Guns of Navarone Lyrics
How can a people be so traumatized
That they start to love their traumatic experiences?
We are defining ourselves through the colonisers
Still how can we be so blind?
This only buss for the revolution
See them a run out with full clip say them gun
Nah stick yow it’s like guns of navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split them a buss shot to
Tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write the youth them
Name down inna stone
Ooooh them a dash away people but them just cannot
Dash away them soul
Yow, hey me a tell you not to pree that insanity
Humanity they have been living like idiot
Why mankind can’t see that life is a gift
Still we fighting war, we don’t need that
When everyday is a struggle so far
For every ghetto youth they’re making life so hard
They make the marge, there’s just no reward
For life there’s just no regard
There ain’t no chance in this life to get a real shot
So man pick up them steel and a beat and real shot
Because the pressure never ease up until election time
When the bigger heads need us
Full clip say them gun nah stick yow
It’s like guns of navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split them a buss
Shot to tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write the youth them
Name down inna stone
Ooooh them a dash away people but them just cannot
Dash away them soul
A when the little island get so dark and wicked?
Sun a shine but them dark and stupid
Man a swing from tree like a tarzan with it
Body leave a ground a rotten not even johncrow a visit
Sp come make we pause for a minute yeah
In one accord make we start like a civic, yeah
Break down all the slave master picket fence
Cause none a them here laws them no ligit hey, hey
The time for talking done, too much little juvenile blood a run
Everybody blood a boil (pot a bun)
Least little thing a man a draw for him gun
And when the fun gone fight broke
A where mi little brother run gone?
Strappings over house but him no own one
Say thump inna face thing is for old man
New program
See them a run out with full clip say them gun
Nah stick yow it’s like guns of navarone
Buss shot quick, head back split them a buss shot to
Tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh mama bawl when she have to write the youth them
Name down inna stone
Ooooh them a dash away people but them just cannot
Dash away them soul
Guns of navarone
Tear through flesh and bone
Ooooh, ooooh
Cannot dash away them soul
Yes, the hunter kill the lion and say it was hunting
It’s a game
But when the lion kill the hunter you hear say
He’s a beast and a savage
A man like marcus garvey come tell we
If you have no confidence in yourself
You’re twice defeated in the race of life
But with confidence you have won
Even before you start