Chronixx - Judgement lyrics

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Chronixx - Judgement lyrics

Papa him a ball seh no money inna wallet Mama shi a ball hungry print pon are forehead Cousin him a cry seh him an poverty married Him no eat no food from last week Plus the likkle pickiny dem a ball Santa never bring the barrel Never bring the present An him never bring the sorrel The 3 stogies weh inna parliament a quarrel Tell dem Sela**ie high issued a warning () The cup dem full an run ova When the cup dem full an run ova A judgement, judgement Fi you mister man inna yo Benz an yo Rover The cup dem full an run ova When the cup dem full an run ova A judgement, judgement Fi you mister man inna yo Benz (2) What happen to the youths dem pon the side mixing concrete an mata Cyaa offord the light an dem still thiefing water Mama she a cry cyaa si school fee fi daughter But shi find the offering fi give thiefting pastor Hell an powder, lightening an thunder When the youth dem fed up an fross Babylon fall like lumber Get ca** a sunda When the lightening set up an flash (Repeat ) (3) Babylon a ask Chronixx a weh do yo temper None a dem cyaa handle deh judgement yah Mi give dem 100% a The fire weh a burn from mi pissenta The whole a Babylon army get turn ova A Sela**ie high a him run bout yah Dem haffi give up, when dem si live up Tell dem the youth dem cup full an it a run ova (Repeat )