Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Lyrics to Cry Murdah by Ziggy

Whoa!
Yea! Ziggi!
Every time rockin da vibes.
We gotta say more energy.
Turn me up!
Yeah man!
Hey!

Well dem a bawl murdah!
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah.
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
No no no.
So dem a bawl murdah.
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah.
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
No no, no no.

Cause gun a bust and shot a fly inna di city some a dem living in.
Bad boy nah give a damn, nuff a dem pon di street just murdering.
Like dem no understand, make dem know dem haffi live and be wise.
I say dem must realize. Hey hey.
Cause when di youths pop it off, dem a make nuff bled run redda now.
Nuff a dem lose dem soul an lick a shot inna dem bredda now.
But when di tables turn, you know di judgment will be dredda now.
Outta road is too dangerous!

That’s why dem a bawl murdah!
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah!
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
No no no.
So dem a bawl murdah!
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah!
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
To see tomorrow.

Well too much a shot fly like bird round ya!
Babylon dem a patrol and dem a search round ya!
Ganja smoke and Hennessey round ya!
When Ziggiman and Good Fellas dem a move round ya.
Yo yo! I say!
And shotta neva hesitate when time fi let it off.
So nah badda get inna di way when dem a pop it off.
And nuff a dem lose dem way already now dem soul lost.
Got to be dem livin too fast!

So dem a bawl murdah!
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah!
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
No no no.
So dem a bawl murdah.
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah!
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
Wha mi say again!.

Mama dem a cry.
Still dem neva listen.
Mix up in di shotta ting and now dem get missin.
Mi say too much shot a fly, its hot inna di kitchen.
Bust it off and now dem end up dead or in prison!
Cuz shotta neva hesitate when time fi let it off.
So nah badda get inna di way when dem a pop it off.
And nuff a dem lose dem way already now dem soul lost.
Got to be dem livin too fast!

So dem a bawl murdah!
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah!
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
No no no.
So dem a bawl murdah.
Somebody got gun down, in the street last night.
Mama cry murdah!
Nuff a dem nah go live to see tomorrow.
To see tomorrow yeah!

Yo! Rockin da vibes to the next generation every time.
Ya dun know.







Taken from Ziggi's album In Transit

1 comment: