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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sizzla
Sizzla
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miguel Collins
Miguel Collins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phillip Burrell
Phillip Burrell
Producer

Lyrics

Oh mi Lord, be my shield I ask of Thee I know they still have some evil purpose in mind, hahaha Wanna hurt me... Oh yes Cho! I'm not sure if I will live to see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And the wicked people work is taking off like an arrow I wonder if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And wicked people work is taking off... I'm not afraid to die, but 'fraid to live until death It's not hard for you to guess what will happen next Heartaches and pain, works of ungodliness Some no know why dem a live, that's when dem have to hurt the flesh But, who are they? Tell me what they represent I struggle with fear as I experience How dem do dem dirty works to which Jah, He resent And no one, but dem, ago face the consequence They've build walls instead of bridges, it's ridicule Then war with whom they live, like a fool But if I trod the wrong road, away I want to pull Because the vessel of the iniquity never yet full Cho... I wonder if I will live to see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And wicked people work is taking off like an arrow I wonder if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And wicked people work is taking off, oh yes That burning concern is no longer there They're filled with the medicine weh Babylon prepare Instruments of cruelty present everywhere Strong enough to take the life, but not enough to care As the road gets dark I expect anything I know not my enemies, so it leave me wondering Many life was lost, who is the next victim? It could be you, it could be I to how dem set the system Dem kill without a cause, what is the meaning? Cho... No one knows what tomorrow may bring I'm not sure if I will live to see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And the wicked people work is taking off like an arrow I wonder if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And the wicked people work is taking off... Oh Lord, they are filled with corruption and selfishness Overload with bitterness and wrath So I have to seek to keep myself away from the wicked on the roads they walk Oh yes, dem sow seeds of conflict Dem waan fi see me trip But that nah go fester my heart Because I dwell inna Jah sight And do what is right Don't want it to be said that I never play my part I deride with enemies and I am my brother's keeper What have I done? Dem no waan fi see me prosper Push on this load as they make it heavier Jah! It's only sorrow the wicked have to offer I wonder if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of... world of... Cho! I wonder if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And the wicked people work is taking off like an arrow I wonder if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And the wicked people work is taking off... I'm not afraid to die, but 'fraid to live until death It's not hard for you to guess what will happen next Heartaches and pain, works of ungodliness Some no know why dem a live, that's when dem have to hurt the flesh But, who are they? Tell me what they represent I struggle with fear as I experience How dem do dem dirty works to which Jah, He resent And no one, but dem, ago face the consequence Dem build walls instead of bridges, it's ridicule Then war with whom they live, like a fool But if I trod the wrong road, away I want to pull Because the vessel of the iniquity never yet... I'm not sure if I will see tomorrow Living in this world of conflicts and sorrows Bodies lay cold as gunmen strike bold And the wicked people...
Writer(s): Lowell Dunbar, Donald Anthony Dennis, Miguel Orlando Collins, Phillip Burrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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