Buju Banton
MURDERER

Murderer! Blood is on your shoulder
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder! Your inside must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life of another
Murderer! Blood upon your shoulder
Kill me today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder! Your inside must be hollow
How does it feel to take a life
Lord, you can hide from man but not your conscience
Unu eat the bread of sorrow, drink the wine of violence
Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent
Why you disobey the first commandment
Walk through the valley I fear no pestilence
God is my witness and He is my evidence
Lift up mine eyes from whence cometh help
Them could-a never escape this ya judgement
Murderer! Blood is, blood upon your shoulder
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder! Your inside must be hollow
How does it feel to take a life
I tell unu, all man are created equal
But behind the trigger it's a different sequel
Some are murdering people just to collect medals
Stop commit dirty acts fi the high official
You could-a wash your hand 'til you can't wash no more
It is like an epidemic and you can't find no cure
Upper class you could-a rich, middle class whether you're poor
Only the righteous won't feel insecure
Have you ever think 'bout your skill getting bored
Murderer! Blood upon your shoulder
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder! Your inside must be hollow
How does it feel to take a life
Lord… Drink sulphur bitters won't be bitter like your end
Only God can help you, no family, no friend
Don't let the curse be upon your children's children
Abednigo, Shadreck, Meshek, Daniel in a the den
Jonah in the whale's belly, but he never condemn
Job with the leprosy, must still reach heaven
He will do for you and everything has done for them
Murderer! Blood upon your shoulder
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder! Your inside must be hollow
How does it feel to take a life
Once more, you hide from man but not your conscience
Unu eat the bread of sorrow, drink the wine of violence
Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent
What make you disobey the first commandment
Walk through the valley I fear no pestilence
God a fi me witness and He want an evidence
Lift up mine eyes from whence cometh help
Them could-a never escape this ya judgement
Murderer! Blood upon your shoulder
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder! Your inside must be hollow
How does it feel to take a life
I tell you, all men are created equal
But behind the trigger it's a different sequel
Some are murder people just collect medals
Stop commit dirty acts fi the high official
You could-a wash your hand 'til you can't wash no more
It is like an epidemic and you can't find no cure…