Me Cry Songtext
von Black Roots
Me Cry Songtext
A wha′ do you
What a crosses
So you see me da ya
And try it pon you
I and I de pon top list
Who give you the rights
To take a man's life
Who give you the right
To leap I from my home
You say we are nothing
But you take everything
Brothers are dying CHORUS
Just for surviving
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She′s crying oh yeah she's crying
Saddam never have no weapons
Gaddafi never trouble no one
You're looking for them like a conman
Driving around like a bad man
Putting on a display, to blow them away
For helping his nation
You see this situation
CIA call me, FBI warn me
Brothers are dying CHORUS
Just for surviving
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She′s crying oh yeah she′s crying
You set up Africa
You take all his possessions
Rob us of our eyes
To lead us to Babylon
Playing with our minds
To make us confused
So you could get on the news
To feel amused
Brothers are dying CHORUS
Just for surviving
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She's crying oh yeah she′s crying
Brothers are crying CHORUS
Oh Yeah, she's crying
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She′s crying oh yeah she's crying
What a crosses
So you see me da ya
And try it pon you
I and I de pon top list
Who give you the rights
To take a man's life
Who give you the right
To leap I from my home
You say we are nothing
But you take everything
Brothers are dying CHORUS
Just for surviving
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She′s crying oh yeah she's crying
Saddam never have no weapons
Gaddafi never trouble no one
You're looking for them like a conman
Driving around like a bad man
Putting on a display, to blow them away
For helping his nation
You see this situation
CIA call me, FBI warn me
Brothers are dying CHORUS
Just for surviving
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She′s crying oh yeah she′s crying
You set up Africa
You take all his possessions
Rob us of our eyes
To lead us to Babylon
Playing with our minds
To make us confused
So you could get on the news
To feel amused
Brothers are dying CHORUS
Just for surviving
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She's crying oh yeah she′s crying
Brothers are crying CHORUS
Oh Yeah, she's crying
Clothes on their back
Shoes on their feet
Bullet to the head
Me mother belly bust
She′s crying oh yeah she's crying
Writer(s): Carlton Anthony Smith, Errol Anthony Brown, Jabulani Ngozi, Kondwani Ngozi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com