Listen To Tommy Lee Sparta Dancehall Song – Spartan Soldier – Guzu Musiq – October 2013

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Jamaican Dance hall artist Tommy Lee Sparta has new singles to be heard! Titled “Spartan Soldier” and produced by Guzu Musiq IS ONE OF THEM.

Spartan Soldier has some serious lyrics and is already considered one of the hottest release of 2013 from the Jamaican gothic dancehall artist. Listen below and check the full lyrics for Spartan Soldier after the audio clip.



The pain I feel you never know Emotions that I never show
Am on a lonely road But I walk this lonely road before 
Am a spartan soldier
 I was born to conqueer
I was raise and train for war
Am a spartan soldier till my life is over
Till my heart cant beat no more
(Verse 1) Mi bad from mi born
Bad weh mi from Live for the soul
Bad wid mi gun Fight fi the demon
Fight fi a cause Mi a talk from mi heart mi no fake mi no fraud
Everybody know sparta wi delete Naw surrender, back down or accept defeat
Nor retreat any bwoy waan beat pu**y wait till wi meet
Like a phone number bwoy get delete Sparta, mad from wi skull to wi feat
Any bower step forward get green by the beas
When mi gun rise bullet mi a leach and release
Bite yo in a yo face and buss out the knee them
Dem no waan mi rise, dem no waan mi survive
Dem no waan si mi meck hi dem waan si mi die
Still mi a smile and a live my life
Them no know how mi struggle everyday fi survive
Kids them hungry mi have to survive
Who no ride wid mi a go surely calide
Swallow my bread before mi swallow my pride
Keep mi head, head, high, aim to the sky

(Verse 2) Sparta no strange, every danger mi walk in a grave yard
Any bwoy feel them bad and have brave heart
Try pass mi path si if mi gun them a tek talk
No mercy have fi show when the war start
The rumor done spread them put money paw mi head
Seh sparta go burn and Tommy Lee fi dead
Them a talk Tommy Lee never once being scared
Step out the thing them send them to hell
The truth mi a pree to the youths mi a reach
Every Gaza, every Gully, Every street
From my hear true speech mi a teach
Yet them a hate mi, still them a freak
Mi head held high to the sky
Mama don’t cry yo son have to die
Smile, dry those tears from your eyes
Don’t worry my music will keep me alive
Time them fi all realize
Is a hundred miles mi walk when them a ride
Why, why, my friends my child Sparta wi seh till the day we die

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