Reggae

Don't want no songs about romance
Can't stand trying to pretend
Give I a song about violence
Something I can understand

Give I a beat that I can fight to, oh
A melody with a right-left hook, ooh
Don't want to feel feelings anymore
Run I outside, bust down the door

Toss I a clip, I-ah pick up my gun
Like to hear the laughing AK-47
Easier to deal with the stress
When I blast hole in a man and leave 'im a mess

Oh, why, why does love hurt?
Oh, why, why does love sting?
Oh, why, why does love burn?
Oh, where, where the ending?