Tribal war
We nuh want no more a dat
Every man deserve to earn
And every child deserve to learn, now

Tribal war
A nuh dat we a defend
Every man deserve a turn
Like a flame deserve to burn

Man what happened to us?
Geographically they moved us from Africa
We was once happiness pursuers
Now we back stabbing, combative and abusive

The African and Arab go at it, they most Muslim
Used to be moving in unison, disputes would end
Bounty hunters and grape street get cool again
Some standard housing

Got the young running rampant
Wilding for a phantom, he can style in
Mask on his face, grabbing his luger
Saying, 'gnobody move or I'll shoot ya'

Man you're expiring
Catch 25 and he does it like a man
He sides with black
White pride and Mexican
Survive the best he can

Strap a shank to his thigh
Why do we all collide, why do the young die?
Extortion, murder and burglary
Tattoos his chest
Says his enemies don't deserve to breathe

Tribal war
We nuh want no more a dat
Everyone deserve to earn
And every child deserve to learn, Lord

Tribal war
A nuh dat we a defend
Each and every man deserve a turn
Like a flame deserve to burn

I drink poison then I vomit diamonds
I gave you Mandela, black Dalia Lamas
I gave you music
You enthused in my kindness

So how dare you reduce me to Donny Imus
Timeless in case we never been acquainted
Flyness who made it, it gets duplicated
Mindless violence, well, let me try to paint it
Here's the 5 steps in hopes to explain it

One, it's me and my nation against the world
Two then me and my clan against the nation
Three then me and my fam' against the clan
Four then me and my brother we no hesitation

Uh, go against the fam' until they cave in
Five, now who's left in this deadly equation?
That's right, it's me against my brother
Then we point a Kalashnikov
And kill one another

Tribal war
We nuh want no more a dat
Everyone deserve to earn
And every child deserve to learn

Tribal war
A nuh dat we a defend
Every man deserve a turn
Like a flame deserve to burn

Man a war tribal over colors
Over money, over land, and over oil, and over god
And over idols, and even lovers
Over breakfast, over dinner, over suppers

Over jungle, over rema, over buckers
Over Brooklyn, over queens, and over Rutgers
Over red, and over blue, and over chuckers
Over red and over blue and under covers

Tribal trouble, the drive by s double
Cause the youth dem nah go war
And go fight with knuckle
The two sides scuffle

Vietnam nah go a war
With no more kung fu nun chuckle
Missile and shuttle, huh
And the queen of England and uncle Sam

Dem a flex dem muscle
The tribal hustle
Blood diamond poodle
Survival struggle

Tribal war
We nuh want no more a dat
Everyone deserve to earn
Every child deserve to learn

Tribal war
A nuh dat we a defend
Each and every man deserve a turn
Like a flame deserve to burn