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Professor
Tek heed, youths
(If only you did listen)
Open your ears and listen (did listen)
Mama warning
You no hear Jah calling
If only you′d a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
Because we have bad news 'bout your son
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, ′pon the bed lidung
Just through him never listen
Never did a listen
When time people did a warn him
And through him never lef' it
Never lef' the glisten
Him swear seh nobody couldn′t harm him
And last night him go touch out a road
Wheel off like a sword
Him couldn′t fire it, because dem disarm him
And plus your father cyaan find money fi funeral
Him barely can find the church offering
If only you'd a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
(Mother get a call)
Because we have bad news ′bout your son (yeah)
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, 'pon the bed lidung
Mama stress out just by looking back at everything
She say she feel fi overdose ′pon medicine
And now she cyaan accept seh him gone
'Cause a yesterday she sit down
And she hug him and she say to him
Son, just be careful when you walking down the lane
Cah the people dem fear you, every day dem complain
A the same people dem, weh a sit down ′pon your name
A dem a sell you out, just because me a tell you say
You never listen, never did a listen
When time people did a warn him
And through him never lef' it
Never lef' the glisten
Him swear seh nobody couldn′t harm him
And last night him go touch out a road
Wheel off like a sword
Him couldn′t fire it, because dem disarm him
Daddy couldn't find money fi keep no funeral
Because him couldn′t find money fi church offering
If only you'd a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
Because we have bad news ′bout your son
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, 'pon the bed lidung
Just through him never listen
Never did a listen
When time people did a warn him
And through him never lef′ it
Never lef' the glisten
Him swear seh nobody couldn't harm him
And last night him go touch out a road
Wheel off like a sword
Him couldn′t fire it, because dem disarm him
And plus your father cyaan find money fi funeral
Him barely can find the church offering
If only you′d a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
Because we have bad news 'bout your son
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, ′pon the bed lidung
Tek heed, youths
(If only you did listen)
Open your ears and listen (did listen)
Mama warning
You no hear Jah calling
If only you′d a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
Because we have bad news 'bout your son
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, ′pon the bed lidung
Just through him never listen
Never did a listen
When time people did a warn him
And through him never lef' it
Never lef' the glisten
Him swear seh nobody couldn′t harm him
And last night him go touch out a road
Wheel off like a sword
Him couldn′t fire it, because dem disarm him
And plus your father cyaan find money fi funeral
Him barely can find the church offering
If only you'd a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
(Mother get a call)
Because we have bad news ′bout your son (yeah)
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, 'pon the bed lidung
Mama stress out just by looking back at everything
She say she feel fi overdose ′pon medicine
And now she cyaan accept seh him gone
'Cause a yesterday she sit down
And she hug him and she say to him
Son, just be careful when you walking down the lane
Cah the people dem fear you, every day dem complain
A the same people dem, weh a sit down ′pon your name
A dem a sell you out, just because me a tell you say
You never listen, never did a listen
When time people did a warn him
And through him never lef' it
Never lef' the glisten
Him swear seh nobody couldn′t harm him
And last night him go touch out a road
Wheel off like a sword
Him couldn′t fire it, because dem disarm him
Daddy couldn't find money fi keep no funeral
Because him couldn′t find money fi church offering
If only you'd a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
Because we have bad news ′bout your son
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, 'pon the bed lidung
Just through him never listen
Never did a listen
When time people did a warn him
And through him never lef′ it
Never lef' the glisten
Him swear seh nobody couldn't harm him
And last night him go touch out a road
Wheel off like a sword
Him couldn′t fire it, because dem disarm him
And plus your father cyaan find money fi funeral
Him barely can find the church offering
If only you′d a listen when your mother did a warn
Believe me, son
You would a live fi mek it inna the long run
But through the endz you waan lock off
True, you have your gun
Police a come and all a your friend dem run
Now your mother get a call, mama sit down
Because we have bad news 'bout your son
Shot a fire inna the park, inna the dark
Now him deh a morgue, ′pon the bed lidung
Writer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Scott Cutler, Anne Preven, Henry Krieger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com