Downtown - Bushman

jah have mercy on them souls

let me hear some more (woi oi)

how could life be like this?

when everyone should be giving thanks and praises (woh lord)

see the farmer man love when the rain fall every day cause him crops a grow.

the sporta-man love when the sun shine every day cause him style a show

Downtown nuh love when rain a fall, up town flood out

8 million them spend pon hope road and the flooding nuh end

The wicked man love when him gun buss loud and clear and him shots cya done

And the police man love when him have a extra clip, fi when a innocent get shot

down

Downtown nuh love when shot a buss rude boyz and police

Cool out the rage of violence and jus keep the peace

Cause when man a rage, could never be as terrible

Like when jah a rage, refrain from your crooked ways

Dem sit in high chair and watch the island sell out (uh huh)

Then gone a world bank pon them knees a look bail out (oh yes)

Only private sectors get the benefit and poor people’s dont

They all see and know that this system is worse them hand to mouth

And downtown no love when rain a fall up town flood out

A 34 them spend pon 3mile and the traffic block up

Same way (woah lord)

How could life be like this?

When everyone should all be living for each other (woah lord)

Trample them again, trample down the wicked force (woi oi)

Trample them again

Cause when man a rage, could never be as terrible

Like when jah a rage, refrain from your crooked ways

And Downtown nuh love when rain a fall, up town flood out

8 million them spend pon hope road and the flooding nuh end

Illiteracy makes the people search for unruly food for their bellies

And never make inquisitions about what ministers do with tax payers money