Forgive Them Father Lyrics - Boombastic - Shaggy

Them say, "Money is the root of all evil" 

But a no money 

Some people a kill people little like nothin' 

Some say them a gangster but a studio gangster 

Well now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly 

Little youth with the forty five and him say do or die 

Now him muma she cry water run from her eye 

And she remember when him was little bit and oh so shy 

Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they have done 

To save them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son 

Like them no understand say revelation a come 

So watch the heathen them a run 

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Too much fuss and fight and that is not right 

You no can't blow breath in a man but still that you want take life 

Innocent youth die, bury a next guy 

And him muma wool her belly and ask God why? 

Well no ask me no question I tell you no lie 

It's about time the world start to realize 

This a revelation an' it's a serious time 

Put your a hand inna the air and pray to the most high 

Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they have done 

To save them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son 

Like them no understand say revelation a come 

So watch the heathen them a run 

Cha 

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Youth man a beg and you fi put down your gun 

Me no want fi see another youth tumble down 

This is reality no play dumb, dumb 

Some a them a thing 'bout dollars having a large sum 

Money is the root of all evil if so me no want none 

Wicked man them a heathen fi them fire burn 

Whole a them shall perish inna the wicked kingdom 

This is Shaggy one of, hmm jah jah son 

Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they have done 

To save them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son 

Like them no understand say revelation a come 

So watch the heathen them a run 

Cha 

Yo! Yo! Yo! Stop talkin' yo 

Mislead the youth to shoot them one another down 

Muma what this? You're talkin' pure foolishness 

Can't sit down eat me Sunday ackee and salt fish 

Can't use me tongue and lick out me pyrex dish 

As me sit down and a wish me mouth start get peckish 

Have fi eat me dry bread and drink the water well quick 

Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they have done 

To save them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son 

Like them no understand say revelation a come 

So watch the heathen them a run 

Now a gun shot lick and a marrow it fly 

Little youth with the forty five and him say do or die 

Now him muma she cry water run from her eye 

And she remember when him was little bit and oh so shy 

Watch it 

Youth man a beg and you fi put down your gun 

Me no want fi see another youth tumble down 

This is reality no play dumb, dumb 

Some a them a thing 'bout dollars having a large sum 

Money is the root of all evil if so me no want none 

Wicked man them a heathen fi them fire burn 

Whole a them shall perish inna the wicked kingdom 

This is Shaggy one of, hmm jah jah son 

Forgive them Father 'cause they know not what they have done 

To save them from destruction, gave his only begotten Son 

Like them no understand say revelation a come 

So watch the heathen them a run 

Too much fuss and fight 

And that is not right 

You no can't blow breath in a man but still that you want take life 

Innocent youth die, bury a next guy 

And him Muma wool her belly