No Heartbeat

Yeah ye 
Yeah yea ye yeah
Yeah ye

Mi girl lay her head pon mi chest 
Seh she nor hear no heart beat 
Mi Seh gyal a piece a concrete 
Deh which part mi heart used to be

She open mi shirt 
And see the scar 
And a tell mi all now she can’t believe 
Seh a really piece a concrete 
Dey which part mi heart used to be 

Mi seh mi put my heart in a cuffin
And bury dat a Bl**dcloth grave yard 
Caw mankind too wicked and evil 
Most friend dem a just fraud (Yea)

Mi seh mi put my heart in a cuffin
And bury dat a Bl**dcloth grave yard 
Caw mankind too wicked and evil 
Most family dem a just fraud (Yea ye yeah)

Heart full a battle wound and scar 
Back full a knife enuh Star 
Affi vigilante in a war 
More time a you friend 
and you enemy a par
Fake people unuh better tan far 
Right now Mi thoughts dem bizarre 
Quick fi cut you wid the 3star
Paranoid mi wi meck you bleed out 
Pon the tar

A nuff youths mi see tune friend killer 
Even you lover wee kill you 
Pon you bed pillow 
You own family wee poison you dinner 
But man a born survivor 
man a born winner 
Hater run up
mek mi chop you wid the fat spinner (boom)
Unuh can’t judge me caw we a all sinner 

(Ahhh ahh ahhh)

Mi girl lay her head pon mi chest 
Seh she nor hear no heart beat 
Mi Seh gyal a piece a concrete 
Deh which part mi heart used to be

She open mi shirt 
And see the scar 
And a tell mi all now she can’t believe 
Seh a really piece a concrete 
Dey which part mi heart used to be 

Mi seh mi put my heart in a cuffin
And bury dat a Bl**dcloth grave yard 
Caw mankind too wicked and evil 
Most friend dem a just fraud (Yea)

Mi seh mi put my heart in a cuffin
And bury dat a Bl**dcloth grave yard 
Caw mankind too wicked and evil 
Most family dem a just fraud (Yea ye yeah)

Mi wife and mi kids a mi best friends 
Father gi mi  strength 
So mi don’t hurt dem 
Mi got problems 
Weh mi can’t tell dem
So mi drink and smoke 
when mi stress then 
This world is a dark and cold place 
Most people you meet have two face 
So mi lock mi heart in a suitcase 
Go cemetery go bury that in a tomb space 

A nuff youths mi see tune friend killer 
Even you lover wee kill you 
Pon you bed pillow 
You own family wee poison you dinner 
But man a born survivor 
man a born winner 
Hater run up
mek mi drop you wid the fat spinner (boom)
Unuh can’t judge me caw we a all sinner 
(Boss Dove)

(Ahhh ahh ahhh)