Mr. Heartless - Anthony B

Yu worthless

Pass mi sword and mi cutlass

You think is a laughing matter this

You a try everything you have you trap set up

And you plan is for one brother to hate the other brother

And slay him so Babylon can crush his cup

It’s a pity many of our youths don’t realize

That you stray them with your dollars

Give them your killing orders

And turn around and sell dem out just like french fries

But here is what you do, you use the youths like dem a tool

For doing a bag a evilous things

But woe be on to you for turning people pickney fool

You shatter their hopes and dreams

You can’t deny don’t even try

You are the reason why decomposed bodies are often found

But will not be for long can’t escape with all your wrong

Countless murders committed in towns

Fi di bag a people you mek a suffer

Fi di blood money that mek you richer

Oh oh oh Mr. Heartless you end it a go bitter

Shall be bitter, shall be bitter

Fi di youths you pay fi do the murder

Al a di body whey dem dump in a gutter

Oh oh oh

Member you a go pay fa

Rastafari teach you

You no waan learn

Well nuff a dem skin get burn

Jah

Check it out many times the innocent get slay

And you same one name the killer

To the crime stop media

Collect reward while sufferer grieve in pain

Mama face the hardest time to give youths education

And end up loosing many ways for her is only wasted days

No chance of getting back a fraction

So youths you need to stand up strong

Don’t take no boosting from no one

Take this advise I give

Don’t get red eye because a money, just work and earn it honestly

Don’t say that I’m talkative

A lot of youth like you dem use and heard it often in the news

Most wanted for killing a few

No follow them and loose your soul

Just keep you cool nuh loose control

Like others they will shake you up too

Fi di bag a people you mek a suffer

Fi di blood money that mek you richer

Oh oh oh Mr. Heartless you end it a go bitter

Shall be bitter, shall be bitter

Fi di youths you pay fi do the murder

Al a di body whey dem dump in a gutter

Oh oh oh

Member you a go pay fa

Mama work seven days a week

Cannot live, find food fi eat

I moan and weep, to see da kids

On di cold concrete

Ah know di earth is for di meek

Ah won’t fight, no time I seek

Opportunity, contract fi I and I just get rich

So me sing

Remember

Until the colour of a man skin is of no more significance

Than the color of his eyes

Then shall be always war

Please know what life is for

Jah, Rastafari