Stonebwoy – Run Go Lyrics

Run Go

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"Run Go." - Stonebwoy

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 11:43 pm

Album: Necessary Evil

Track No: 15

Rebel liberation, bhim
Tell me, where you gonna run go? Ya
Hey deat dakey
Jonny Blaze ooya, ooya, ooya
Tell we, where we gonna run go?
After making our motherland a bitter place to live
Tell we, where we gonna run go?
Wen dem say we have to pay for the oxygen we breathe
Answer me now Mr big man
You no see everybody want to go run, go up foreign no
Simple life, is all we want to live
Give me food, give me clothes, give me love and give me shelter, shelter
Simple life, is all we want to live
Give me food, give me clothes, give me love and give me shelter, shelter
Ya uno fi hear mi please
This a one yah song mi a sing from the deep
Down ina mi heart and mi a feel like to weep
Wolipa tin a gwan wey the people cyan keep cyan sleep
But the burniton mi come mi aso fi speack
You are the one to make life easy
Shame you are make it harder (Madder)
After everybody mash up and there is nowhere to scatter
Tell me
Tell we, where we gonna run go?
After making our motherland a bitter place to live
Tell we where we gonna run go
Wen dem say we have to pay for the oxygen we breathe
Answer me now Mr big man
You no see everybody want to go run go up foreign no
Simple life, is all we want to live
Give me food, give me clothes, give me love and give me shelter, shelter
Simple life, is all we want to live
Give me food, give me clothes, give me love and give me shelter, shelter
Yaa yaa, well den
'Nuff a dem sell out, sell out
Burn dem sell out, fi selfishness we see dem sell out
With the life, speedy life, dem tell a lie
The truth stay we always try to hide, yeah
Call a spade a spade
And don't call it a dagger
Living big at the expense of a brother
You don't have no pride, think you reach you is a robber
God never forsake the poor
Call a spade a spade
And don't call it a dagger
Living big at the expense of a brother
You don't have no pride, you think you reach you is a robber
God never forsake the poor
Tell we, where we gonna run go?
After making our motherland a bitter place to live
Tell we, where we gonna run go?
When dem say we have to pay for the oxygen we breathe
Answer me now Mr big man
You no see everybody want to go run, go up foreign
Simple life, is all we want to live
Give me food, give me clothes, give me love and give me shelter, shelter
Simple life, is all we want to live
Give me food, give me clothes, give me love and give me shelter, shelter

Writer(s): Livingstone Etse Satekla.

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