Dem livin' on de frontline
all they see is war and crime
Dem living on de frontline
Seems like dem livin' on borrowed time!
(Verse 1)
There's war all around pure gunman town
Trigger happy boy one a babylon clown
Everytime de ratatatat another one drop out
You can hear de people cry there's too many bad boys about
Dem have no respect for human life
Dem worship only money, gun, and knife
Stay far from dem kind and all dem strife
Dem pure vampire, they don't only come at night!
(Chorus)
Tell I Why? De people dem haff to die
Over inna de ghetto
Tell I Why?
The people are asking why
When de guns aren't made in de ghetto
Tell I Why? Why, Why, Why, Why?