Instrumenter
Ensembles
Genres
Komponister
Udøvende kunstnere

Tekster: Jonathan Emile. Heaven Help Dem.

(Hook)
You see the Beast start spraying
That's What I'm saying
Them not Playing. Lord...
Heaven help them (4x)
See the man them upon the corner unpon cocked ready to draw
When them face in front of Jah. God...
Heaven help them (4x)

(Verse 1)
Feast you eyes realize this one
that the people are just people with guns
i mean people with funds and guns
Given the power of blood
To lick a shot in the streets and get the people to run
When a cop dies we all mortified
But when a cop kills
He don't need no alibi
I'm not saying that tey should be flawless,
I'm saying that the world is lawless because its just
Young knuckel head power tripping with their tool
Who they serving and protecting brother not you
Not true? Why you think they call them babylon
Caus ethier just agent of the system
Twist one up, put your fist up in the air

Dialo, Bell and Villanueva say a prayer
I wonder do they induce all the police murder when they go and calculate the murder rate each year?

(Verse 2)
Heaven help the man who takes another man's Life
Heaven Help the man who makes the other man fight
Heaven help the man who fears the other man
Because he got a tan or he's black or he's white
Heaven help the mama who just lost her baby
By the guns and the justice that we're there for safety
And heaven knows just why they had to take his life
And people are angry
And people want answers
He wasn't a nuisance
He wasn't a gangster
They want justice in these streets
But there seems to be no justice for police
And so heaven help the man who crush another man's will
Heaven help the man who make another man kill
Help the rioters who's going crazy
In the streets all their really screaming out is save me