I’m Not Sure – Sizzla
I’m not sure – Sizzla
I’m not sure if I will live to see tomorrow
Living in this world of conflicts & sorrows
Bodies lay cold, as the gunmen strike bold
& The wicked peoples work is taking off like an arrow
I wonder if I will see tomorrow
Living in this world of conflicts & sorrow
Bodies lay cold, as gunmen strike bold
& Wicked peoples work is taking off
I’m not afraid to die, but going to live until death
It’s not hard for you, to guess what will appen next?
Ah thanks & praise work upon godliness, so you know a dem a live, so dem have to earn the flesh.
Who are they; tell me, what they represent
I struggle with fear, as I experience
So they do them dirty words, for which I resent
& Know one but them have to face the consequence
They build walls instead of bridges of ridicule
With their war & bombs they live like a fool
But if I travel long road, away I want to pull
Because the vessel of the iniquity, never yet full
I wonder if I will see tomorrow
Living in this world of conflicts and sorrow
That burning concern is no longer there
They filled with the medicine that Babylon prepares
Instruments of the cruelty, present everywhere
Strong enough for life, but not enough for care
As the road gets dark I expect anything
I no love my enemies so it leave you wondering
So if life is lost, who is the next victim?
It could be you, it could be I, do ya wanna sack the system
Dem kill without a cause, what is the meaning
Know one knows what tomorrow will bring
I’m not sure if I will live to see tomorrow
Living in this world of conflicts & sorrow
They are filled with corruption and selfishness
Overload we beat dem with a rod
So I have to see to keep myself away
From the wicked & the road you have oh yea
Dem proceeds of conflict
They want to see me trick, but
That naw fester my heart
Because I stay out of sight
& Do what is right
Don’t want it to be said that I never played my part
Many rise with enemies
& I am my brother’s keeper
What have I done, they don’t want to see me prosper
Push on this load, and then make it heavy
A jah is only sorrow the wicked have to offer
I wonder if I will see tomorrow
Living in this world of, world of ………Cha
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