Wise up
Wise up
Ghetto youth
Wise up
It's time to be wise
Time to be prudent
Stop with murder with your blood clot shootings
Rastafari live every day
Rastafari live every time
Ghetto youths wise up
Never let Babylon play with your mind
Too much killing in the ghetto
Too much killing in the town
It's time to be wise
Time to be prudent
Stop with murder with your blood clot shootings
Stop stop with your shootings now
If you love your self you got to love your next bredda
You got to show love
You got to be your brothers keeper
Never let them fall down
Never never shoot them down
Hey mister gun man
Hey mister shooter
You got to slow down
Hey mister gun man
Hey mister shooter
You got to slow down
You got to slow down
Ras Soto - Time to Be Wise Lyrics
Ras Soto - Time to Be Wise Lyrics
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Wise up
Wise up
Ghetto youth
Wise up
It's time to be wise
Time to be prudent
Stop with murder with your blood clot shootings
Rastafari live every day
Rastafari live every time
Ghetto youths wise up
Never let Babylon play with your mind
Too much killing in the ghetto
Too much killing in the town
It's time to be wise
Time to be prudent
Stop with murder with your blood clot shootings
Stop stop with your shootings now
If you love your self you got to love your next bredda
You got to show love
You got to be your brothers keeper
Never let them fall down
Never never shoot them down
Hey mister gun man
Hey mister shooter
You got to slow down
Hey mister gun man
Hey mister shooter
You got to slow down
You got to slow down
Wise up
Ghetto youth
Wise up
It's time to be wise
Time to be prudent
Stop with murder with your blood clot shootings
Rastafari live every day
Rastafari live every time
Ghetto youths wise up
Never let Babylon play with your mind
Too much killing in the ghetto
Too much killing in the town
It's time to be wise
Time to be prudent
Stop with murder with your blood clot shootings
Stop stop with your shootings now
If you love your self you got to love your next bredda
You got to show love
You got to be your brothers keeper
Never let them fall down
Never never shoot them down
Hey mister gun man
Hey mister shooter
You got to slow down
Hey mister gun man
Hey mister shooter
You got to slow down
You got to slow down
Writer: SugarSelektah, Aryeh Yah, Ras Soto
Copyright: Lyrics © Tratore
Copyright: Lyrics © Tratore
Performed By: Ras Soto
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: SugarSelektah, Aryeh Yah, Ras Soto