Top Songs By Jaron Nurse
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Jaron Nurse
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Jaron Nurse
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Oh lawd, mek me talk to dem gun man dem boi
Talk to dem
Pam Pam, brother brother
My journey God alone ah walk wid me
Okay!
Ah wa dem boy dem promoting
We fed up ah de gun ting
Nah no war dem want
Nuh ready like Freddy for nuh shellings
Swanny say watch yuh friend innuh
Because me fed up ah dem friend killa
Why can't we just live like brother brother?
Let's love one another
Mek the whole place better
Suh we nuh want no more gang leader
Make dem boy come out a peer pressure
Why everybody wanna be a zesser?
An ono wan zess and wan press
Wid yuh big chain and white vest
Dem put mama in stress
When maniac march out and left one life less
Prince Swanny, Jahllano
Plumpy boss, mavado
Telling maniac, reon and kg
Listen what me tell yuh
We need more love in the ghetto
Sing some positive tune and set them ghetto yute
Livin' in a gun man town
We nuh need nuh gun man song
Livin' in a gun man town
We nuh need nuh gun man song
No!
So watch yuh friends wey yuh linkin' wid
Cause dey will lead yuh to yuh casket
All now say me talk to dem boy dem, tell dem
Say dis positive music
Tell dem gun man slow dem roll
Tell dem take it easy
Dem rise up the murder toll
Me fed up ah printing jersey!
Lewwe mek de whole place better
Suh we nuh want no more gang leader
Mek dem boy come out a peer pressure
Why everybody wanna be a zesser?
An ono waan zess and wan press
Wid yuh big chain and white vest
Dem put mama in stress
When maniac march out and leave one life less
Prince Swanny, Jahllano
Plumpy boss, Mavado
Telling maniac, reon and kg
Listen what me tell yuh
We need more love in the ghetto
Sing some positive tune and set dem ghetto yute
Livin' in a gun man town
We nuh need nuh gun man song
Living in a gun man town
We nuh need nuh gun man song
No!
So let we sing bout love
Let we sing bout peace
Too much blood ah run inna de street
Let we sing bout love
Let we sing bout peace
Too much blood ah run inna de street
Forget about the gun way long like rapunzel
And wid de big, black rubber handle
And let dem boy dem live up dem dreams
Forget about AR15
Pam Pam, brother brother
My journey God alone ah walk wid me
Okay!
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