Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
Oh mourning, mourning for my people, yeah
Man must vanq these money men
Who pay I and I to fight I bredrens
Just because I'm in hunger
Them hold I with them dunza
Penetrate man with them dunza
And now man I grow with like a brother
Would shoot I for nothing other than
Blood money, blood dunza, yeah
Blood money, blood dunza, mmm
Oh, there shall be lightning and thunder
For the heathens who take advantage shall suffer-ah
To gain their vanity of power
They shall reach their final hour
They will be cut off forever, yeah
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-woy
Oh mourning, mourning for my people, mmm
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-woy
Oh mourning, mourning for my people, yea-ah
(..)
So bredrens, bredrens wrath no more
Let's I-nite in these trebelous times
Vanq the money men, vanq the oppressor
Let Jah spirit give guidance I-ternally
Let the money men be the sufferer
Then man I grow with like a brother
Will never shoot I for them, no them
Blood money, blood dunza, I an' I nuh wan' no
Blood money, blood dunza, no
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-woy
No more mourning, no more mourning for my people, no
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-woy
Ah no mourning, no more mourning for my people, mmm
I an' I don't want to mourn no more, no more, no
We don't wan' no blood money, no
No blood money, no
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