Verse 1
I got a question I would like to ask
What's really going on
Cause every time I turn my radio or
I turn my TV on
All I see is bad news there's no good news
Nowhere to be found
A youth just lost his mom
Baby a dead before dem born
Chorus
Dem a lose dem head
Dem a lose dem head
Every day mi get up four, five, six dead
Di youths dem nowadays nah hold no meds
Wi tired a di war, tired a di bloodshed (X2)
Verse 2
We need to stop, take a look
Check yuh self and tell mi if it really mek sense
How can a little island like sweet Jamaica
Have so many crime and violence
Is there a safe place where we can go
Where only good loving flow
Di youths dem only a hear dem nah listen
Dat's why so much blood a flow
Chorus
Dem a lose dem head
Dem a lose dem head
Every day mi get up four, five, six dead
Di youths dem nowadays nah hold no meds
Wi tired a di war, tired a di bloodshed (X2)
