Texty: Steel Pulse. Blame On Me.

No time to linger, they'll point their finger
I'm like a fugitive 'cause they're after me, yeah arh
These exploitations, false accusations
The judge and jury, they won't listen to me

Well, I've had enough of this, what kind of fix I'm in?
I won't confess to 'cause I did not commit this crime no

There they go, placing all the blame on me
Won't someone there wake me from this crazy dream

Interrogation, why all these questions?
The pressures lingers on in my memories, yeah ah
Where is the justice to this, ya conflict?
Upon my shoulders lie the burden to be free

I've got to run and hide, though I've got an alibi
Someone to testify that I did not commit this crime, no

There they go, placing all the blame on me
Won't someone there wake me from this crazy dream

Want to see me dressed in chains
Lord God, knows that I've been framed
Old time saying back again
Who feels it, know it Lord, whoops

Brand me an outlaw with a price on my head
Bad-minded people want to cut my natty dread
Dem perpetrators want my neck in a noose
And they don't give a damn about hearing the truth

But I've had enough of this, I say this case dismissed
Not guilty my verdict, this crime I sure did not commit, no, no, no