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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julian Marley
Julian Marley
Drum Programming
Luke Andrews
Luke Andrews
Guitar
Paul Fakhourie
Paul Fakhourie
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Marley
Julian Marley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julian Marley
Julian Marley
Producer
Stephen Marley
Stephen Marley
Producer
Damian Marley
Damian Marley
Producer
Marc Lee
Marc Lee
Recording Engineer
'Bonzai' James Caruso
'Bonzai' James Caruso
Mixing Engineer
King Tubby
King Tubby
Producer
Luke Andrews
Luke Andrews
Producer

Lyrics

Well all this crime and violence
Trials and tribulations
Well a unemployment a breed up gangsta bow yah enuh
(Well if a did a Pupu Jay)
Ad dem fi know
Voice a di one, di Royalty longside Gong Marley
(Well if a did a Pupu Jay)
A weh some guy feel like?
Seh suh, huh
Aye, it's this violence in the streets
(Hot hot)
My brothers got no time to sleep
Seh dem cyaan find the job
Caz they've got no credentials
(Steppah)
It's this violence in the streets
My brothers got no time to sleep
Seh dem cyaan find the job
(Seh suh)
Caz they've got no credentials
What more do you ask for?
Can't you see the world is in a disaster
Listen up, Mr. Moneymaker
(Man)
Can you take a blow from the grand creator?
(Boom)
Suh mi seh Mr. Moneymaker did you get your belly full?
Yuh tek advantage of di yute dem
Wen dem hair resemble wool
Diligence an persistence, yuh haffi use it as yuh tool
Craven dawg, him lose him bone
No greediness will do no good
Mrs. Moneymarketer have tings misunderstood
Yuh profit on di loss of life
So we're not living as we should
In the neighbourhood
We have to wonder if they would issue guns
On Sesame Street to little children if they could
It's this violence in the streets
My brothers got no time to sleep
Seh dey cyaan find the job
Caz they don't fit the description
(Sing out)
It's this violence in the streets
(Steppah)
My brothers got no time to sleep
Seh dey cyaan find the job
(Unemployed)
So at night they kill and rob
They give us dreams and aspirations
Den yuh turn us down
Yuh turn us down
(Same ole bag a tricks)
Yuh build up community centres
(Huh)
Den yuh break dem down
Den yuh break dem down
I pray that you don't know
(Uh-huh)
Exactly what you've done
(Uh-huh)
After you've bit the slums
And then you issue guns
(Steppah)
Situation's bad and I'm real fed up
(Never, never know tings would bitter dis way)
Di mount a carat round yuh neck
It mek a man a rabbit
(Dis)
An from a tekkah see yuh chain, yuh know a man a grab it
(Dis)
A man a drive car come a dance an a guh home a cab it
(Dis)
Cah man a tief dem pretty vehicle an a pick dem pocket
(Dis)
Woman have yute a road and a gi money man jacket
(Dis)
An a drain out dem bank account an have dem cash a stock it
(Dis)
Dem tief him decent motorbike, not even lef a sprocket
Ahrite, man a pop it off an dem nuh stop from knock it
Yuh nuh know, violence inna di street it a create a havic
First off, disrespect a sum'n, bad man just won't have it
Eh-eh, bruk pocket a sum'n weh wi get man crabbit
Yuh try fi hide yuh jewelry but tekkah done a map it
An have a couple granny vendor ready fi guh swap it
Yuh wear a crackle and a poppah an all yuh chain him snap it
An if yuh come a Miami, man rob yuh inna Spanish
Yuh tek a chance an **** around, yuh belongings will vanish
An all yuh gyal deh pon di play an she a play astonish
Woman a tief clothes off a line an dem a mix-match it
An all who can't afford a gun a rob yuh wid a ratchet
An all di victim try fi run an buckle tru him panic
Huh, police a pull wi dung a rob we inna traffic
Seh dem an dem fren deh pon di line an dem a dispatch it
Dem talking bout yuh pocket buff an bout yuh wrist catchy
Sufferation of the masses is di only logic
Hey
Oh-oh
It's this violence in the streets
(Steppah)
My madda cyaan find food to eat
(Tell dem nuh Royal)
Bredda can't find a job
He doesn't fit the description
It's this violence in the streets
(Steppah)
My brothers got no time to sleep
(Huh)
Seh they cyaan hold down a job
So at night, they kill and rob
What more do you ask for?
Can't you see the world is in a disaster
Listen up, Mr. Moneymaker
Can you take a blow from the grand creator?
(Seh suh)
Suh why yuh do us like dat?
I don't know
Suh bad, suh bad
(Real, real bad)
Why yuh do us like dat?
It's suh bad, suh bad, suh bad
Why do we haffi live dis way?
It's suh bad, suh bad, suh bad
(Hear it)
Why do we fight each odda, I'll say
It's suh bad, suh bad, suh bad
It's this violence in the streets
(Real medz no)
My brothers got no time to sleep
(Real, real yeah)
Jah bless homeless
Written by: J. Marley

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