I make a right, and I don't like to see the innocent blood I spill
And I don't like to see the cock pipe I get filled
And we can't take this if we end the month like Bill
Still we have to find a way to build a house for the ill
And every day a man dead, a next man losing
With the final next baby dead inna the bed
And what happen to we next?
It's a young man
What happen to we next generation?
Hey yo, I be a nuclear bomb, I be a ammunition
We still a get tricked by politicians
And what happen to we next?
It's a young man
What happen to we next?