This song is dedicated to the murderers...
May god judge you accordingly. Good luck with that one...
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Feast your eyes realize this one
That the police are just people with guns
I mean people with funds and guns given the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run - son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no alibi
I'm not sayin' that they should be flawless
I'm telling you the world is lawless
Because we got young knuckleheads power tripping with they tools
And who they serving and protecting? Brother not you...
Not true? Why you think dem call dem babylon?
Cause them just agents of the system
Twist one up get your fist up in the air
Diallo, Bell, and Villanueva I say a prayer
I wonder do they include all the police murders
When they go and calculate the murder rate each year?
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Heaven help the man who takes another man's life
Heaven help the man who makes the other man fight
Heaven help the man who fears the other man because
He got a tan or he black or he white
Heaven help the mamma who just lost her baby
By they guns and the justice that was there for safety
And heaven knows just why they had to take his life
And people are angry and people want answers
He wasn't a nuisance he wasn't a gangster
They want justice in these streets but there seems to be no justice for police and so
Heaven help the man who crush another man will
Heaven help the man who makes another man kill
Help the rioters who's going crazy
In the streets all they're really screaming out is save me
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Jonathan Emile - Heaven Help Dem Lyrics
Jonathan Emile - Heaven Help Dem Lyrics
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This song is dedicated to the murderers...
May god judge you accordingly. Good luck with that one...
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Feast your eyes realize this one
That the police are just people with guns
I mean people with funds and guns given the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run - son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no alibi
I'm not sayin' that they should be flawless
I'm telling you the world is lawless
Because we got young knuckleheads power tripping with they tools
And who they serving and protecting? Brother not you...
Not true? Why you think dem call dem babylon?
Cause them just agents of the system
Twist one up get your fist up in the air
Diallo, Bell, and Villanueva I say a prayer
I wonder do they include all the police murders
When they go and calculate the murder rate each year?
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Heaven help the man who takes another man's life
Heaven help the man who makes the other man fight
Heaven help the man who fears the other man because
He got a tan or he black or he white
Heaven help the mamma who just lost her baby
By they guns and the justice that was there for safety
And heaven knows just why they had to take his life
And people are angry and people want answers
He wasn't a nuisance he wasn't a gangster
They want justice in these streets but there seems to be no justice for police and so
Heaven help the man who crush another man will
Heaven help the man who makes another man kill
Help the rioters who's going crazy
In the streets all they're really screaming out is save me
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
May god judge you accordingly. Good luck with that one...
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Feast your eyes realize this one
That the police are just people with guns
I mean people with funds and guns given the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run - son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no alibi
I'm not sayin' that they should be flawless
I'm telling you the world is lawless
Because we got young knuckleheads power tripping with they tools
And who they serving and protecting? Brother not you...
Not true? Why you think dem call dem babylon?
Cause them just agents of the system
Twist one up get your fist up in the air
Diallo, Bell, and Villanueva I say a prayer
I wonder do they include all the police murders
When they go and calculate the murder rate each year?
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Heaven help the man who takes another man's life
Heaven help the man who makes the other man fight
Heaven help the man who fears the other man because
He got a tan or he black or he white
Heaven help the mamma who just lost her baby
By they guns and the justice that was there for safety
And heaven knows just why they had to take his life
And people are angry and people want answers
He wasn't a nuisance he wasn't a gangster
They want justice in these streets but there seems to be no justice for police and so
Heaven help the man who crush another man will
Heaven help the man who makes another man kill
Help the rioters who's going crazy
In the streets all they're really screaming out is save me
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
You see the beast starts sprayin'
That's what I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven Help Dem, Heaven Help Dem
Writer: Jonathan Emile
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC