Terrorist 歌词

John is a youth growing up in the ghetto. He never trouble no one. He went to school, and was taught the rule, Of how not to be a fool. He knows the streets the corners, and the lanes, Where pebbles just a shower like rain, And with all of that he wasn't involve, For that's not his problem to solve No, no. no, no, no So he walked away, away, away And headed up the road There he met his brethren So they start to reason About what was taking place Right in front of their very face. Terrorist crawl in And it's a awful scene Blood and fire, vapours of smoke And I know that's not a joke. See it a gwaan down the lane Watch how the people them a run up and down. All over Two man make a dip Then they ease the tool off their hip So they release the clip Shot start fly Man and woman a run up and down All over town See it deh now