Shaggy

Shaggy - Forgive them father lyrics

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Them say, "Money is the root of all evil"
 But a no money
 Some people a kill people little like nothin'
 Some say them a gangster but a studio gangster
 
 Well now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly
 Little youth with the forty five 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
 
 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
 
 Too much fuss and fight 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
 It's about time the world start to realize
 This a revelation an' it's a serious time
 Put your a hand inna the air and pray to the most high
 
 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
 Cha
 
 Youth man a beg and you fi put down your gun
 Me no want fi see another youth tumble down
 This is reality no play dumb, dumb
 Some a them a thing 'bout dollars having a large sum
 Money is the root of all evil if so me no want none
 Wicked man them a heathen fi them fire burn
 Whole a them shall perish inna the wicked kingdom
 This is Shaggy one of, hmm jah jah son
 
 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
 Cha
 
 Yo! Yo! Yo! Stop talkin' yo
 Mislead the youth to shoot them one another down
 Muma what this? You're talkin' pure foolishness
 Can't sit down eat me Sunday ackee and salt fish
 Can't use me tongue and lick out me pyrex dish
 As me sit down and a wish me mouth start get peckish
 Have fi eat me dry bread and drink the water well quick
 
 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
 
 Now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly
 Little youth with the forty five 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
 Watch it
 
 Youth man a beg and you fi put down your gun
 Me no want fi see another youth tumble down
 This is reality no play dumb, dumb
 Some a them a thing 'bout dollars having a large sum
 Money is the root of all evil if so me no want none
 Wicked man them a heathen fi them fire burn
 Whole a them shall perish inna the wicked kingdom
 This is Shaggy one of, hmm jah jah son
 
 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
 
 Too much fuss and fight
 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
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Author: Donald Dennis, Melbourne George Miller, Orville Richard Burrell, Paul Crossdale, Robert Livingston

Composer: ?

Publisher: Virgin Records Ltd

Details:

Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Boombastic (1995)

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