Lone Madness

No more cry
So no more cry o
No, oh, oh, oh, oh
No, oh, oh, oh
Many cry in these bloody streets (yeah)
Many souls lost in these bloody streets (in these streets)
Bloody streets, in these bloody streets
Many come and go in these bloody streets
Bare juvenile weh nuh stop knock it (stop knock it)
Police know deh gwaan and him cyaan’ stop it (cyan’ stop it)
Big ‘matic dem a walk wid cause panic
People see di road dem d’even badda wan’ walk pon it
You and I feel say you deh a Iraq
Bare long gun open a ground a sitt’n a drop
Wan’ skull fi bore, wan’ skull fi crack
Some gone underneath and dem nah come back
And it hurt bad
Many cry in these bloody streets (yeah)
Many souls lost in these bloody streets (in these streets)
Bloody streets, in these bloody streets
Many come and go in these bloody streets
Dawg dem bad, only place you hear dem yah a Baghdad
Man rich quick, murder and rob, name any type a gun dem have
Five-o deh yah look somebody fi go talk
But tell e bro dem say we nah go out sad
See a nuff get fling through wuleap a turf war and system
Every yute wan’ fi have things, bruk and hungry dat a sin
Situations overcome how we living, a nuff time nuff fight bring
Gets so alarming, di rainfall water di garden
While di bright shine inna di morning, bird fly ’bout
Up inna deh tree nest hideout, some a chirp and a pick pon e pollen
Flower sparkling, di rainfall and water di garden
Many years a nuff put dem all in
Talk ’bout name stain and it cyaan’ mark out
Some good soul touch and fallen, mmh
Many cry in these bloody streets (yeah)
Too many souls lost in these bloody streets (in these streets)
Bloody streets, in these bloody streets
Many come and go in these bloody streets
No more cry
So no more cry o
No, oh, oh, oh, oh
No, oh, oh, oh