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3 monkeys sittin' under a coconut tree
Discussing things as they are set to be
Said one to the others
Now listen you two
There's a strange rumor that can't be true
They say man was descended from our noble race
But the very idea is a big disgrace
No monkey ever deserted his wife
Or her baby to ruin their lives
YEAH, the monkey's drift is mine.
CHORUS
Educated fools they have ruined di world
And start make it hard for both di boys and di girls
Dem steal all the Africans diamonds and pearls
And start bank it up inna federal reserves
And then Rasta fuck it up and insight riot
Warn dem fi cool and we did warn dem fi quiet
Now dem hear the kick drum di snare and di hi hat
Load up dem belly with some copper shot diet
VERSE
Imagine after so much chantin and preyers
But a revolutionary situation requires
Mi fi come tear off unno face wid pliers
Surround dem ends with all some burning tires
Round up dem friends and put dem pon trials
Until dem send di reparation dollars
Warning to all di political scholars
Political thieves and political liars
Political cocaine and gun suppliers
Di whole a dem a go down inna flames and fires
Well unno better fly out like some frequent fliers
Bound to feel the wrath of di real Bongonyahs
Hey don't fuck yourself next time you read out di budget
Di government case, ah poor people a judge it
Dem bring di guns but di youths dem ah bust it
Bun dem skeletons weh lock up inna closet
Wipe out dem species and all dem inhabits
With a warm series of pain and havoc
Nah clean no feces fi money prefer grab it
Dem mek mi resort to violence di race get lead up
Somebody nah live up somebody goin dead up
BLOW!! Whole ah di garment dem red up
BLOW!! Car and apartment get bled up
Didnմ you get ample warning
say poor people fed up
And still every morning
Dem try hold dem head up
Emperor Selassie calling
Youths dem fi dred up
Babylon is fallen
Gun nozzle bend up
Releasing di whole of di youth dem weh pen up
CHORUS
Educated fools they have ruined di world
And start make it hard for both di boys and di girls
Dem steal all the Africans diamonds and pearls
And start bank it up inna federal reserves
And then Rasta fuck it up and insight riot
Warn dem fi cool and we did warn dem fi quiet
Now dem hear the kick drum di snare and di hi hat
Load up dem belly with some copper shot diet
VERSE (Bounty Killer)
CHORUS 2x
Educated fools they have ruined di world
And start make it hard for both di boys and di girls
Dem steal all the Africans diamonds and pearls
And start bank it up inna federal reserves
Educated Goons
Educated demons
Educated mules
Educated fools
VERSE (Bounty Killer)
VERSE (Treach)
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Youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem saying justice ah weh dem really need overall
Di way dem deal wid mankind.... All mi gyal start ball
Justice ah weh di youths dem need overall
Di way dem deal wid mankind
She nah go cry fi no guy inna nah 3 piece suit
Nor no pretty bwoy inna nuh crisp Nike boot
She nuh ball fi nah dapper
She nuh cry fi nah doop
She shed those lonely tears
For di little ghetto youths weh balling
Stary stary X-News and Gleaner
Foot might be dirty but his heart is much cleaner
And those politicians fightin down sensimillia
Get up every day dem want fi run this arena
Extra, extra.... read all about it
Ghetto youths in need and there is no doubt about it
If baby want feed and can't do without it
Big 45 goin to scout it
Youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Jack and Jill went up the hill to sell some marijuana
Buck up the fed dey broke jack crown
And Jill came tumbling after
Little Bo peep she had lost her sheep
To thief inna di pasture
And if one try do dat again
It's goin to bring disaster
King of Kings and di Lord of Lords
Everlasting Everlaster
Inspire I and I to be a microphone blaster
We nah goin bow down to no slave master
Help di youths first and ask di question dem after
Youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem saying justice ah weh dem really need overall
Di way dem deal wid mankind.... All mi gyal start ball
Justice ah weh di youths dem need overall
Di way dem deal wid mankind
She nah go cry fi no guy inna nah 3 piece suit
Nor no pretty bwoy inna nuh crisp Nike boot
She nuh ball fi nah dapper
She nuh cry fi nah doop
She shed those lonely tears
For di little ghetto youths weh balling
Stary stary X-News and Gleaner
Foot might be dirty but his heart is much cleaner
And those politicians fightin down sensimillia
Get up every day dem want fi run this arena
Extra, extra.... read all about it
Ghetto youths in need and there is no doubt about it
If baby want feed and can't do without it
Big 45 goin to scout it
Youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
Di youths dem ballin' out
Hear the ghetto youths dem ballin out
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Chorus
Stephen Marley:
And it was written
Up in the book of life
Cause the man shall
Endure forever more
(Repeat)
Verse 1
Damian:
Well did you know the pen
Is stronger than di knife
And they can kill you once
But they can’t kill you twice
Did you know destruction of di flesh is not di ending to life
Fear not of the anti-christ
Did you know that I
Exist before the earth
And did you know my eyes
Are windows to the world
Did you know you can’t go a Zion and a wear jerry curls
Can’t tell the boys from the girls
The body’s just a vehicle
Transporting the soul
It’s what’s inside the people
Is beauty to behold
Fear not of evil
Everyday dem flesh it grow old
Changes of the time take the toll
Chorus
Verse 2
Capleton:
The one ya name, fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of the comforter
Endure much longer
Live much longer
Fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of the comforter
Endure much longer
Live much longer
Verse 3
Jr. Gong:
A vester on his chest and Rastafari is his name
The gift of everlasting life for us to all sustain
Blessing that you all be got
Lessons taught you all forgot
Rasta call it shit you not
Do you remember Elijah
And his chariot of flames
Same blood that runs thru my veins
Verse 4
Capleton:
The one ya name, fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of the comforter
Endure much longer
Live much longer
Fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of the comforter
Endure much longer
Live much longer
Careful of you, entertain stranger
Selaisse never born inna nuh manger
I'll never crucify as me savior
Elect off himself inna the ruler
Babylon nah function well dem a failure
So be careful of dem cellular and pager
Cause I sign see dem I see danger
So dem grateful Selaisse I pray to you
Chorus
Verse 5
Drag-on:
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Verse 6
Damian:
Watch for sticks and stones
Stumbling blocks in piles
Life is one big road
Miles on top of miles
So blessed be the soul
That always remains a child
And most people don't even smile
There's a natural mystic
Blowing in tru the air
So keep it realistic
And always be aware
The truth is crying out
And it's so loud and so clear
But most people won't even hear
Spiritual pollution is in the atmosphere
And with so much confusion
Can one be happy here
The gift of Rastafari is for all man to share
But some would rather to be so unfair
Chorus
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VERSE (Stephen Marley)
Every time I hear the crack of a whip
My blood runs cold
I remember on the slave ship
How they brutalized our very soul
Today they say that we are free
Only to be chained in poverty
Good god I think it's illiteracy
Only a machine that makes
CHORUS
Slave driver
your table has turned
Catch a fire
Your gonna get burned
Slave driver
your table has turned
Catch a fire
Your gonna get burned
VERSE
Now dem take up the ghetto youths
And gi dem pure magazine
And take up another set
And gi dem pure 16
And play dem dirty games
Of bloody plots and schemes
And watch dem like a show
Ah harbor view big screen
And con mi brother dem
And go buy dem cream
And turn dem inna police
And bring dem in pon dem team
Ah wah dis father
Him drive10 grand
worth ah government Lada
and fight against the ones who
have the same forefather
him next door neighbor
all weed we charge for
we children slaughter
ah we dem want murder
just read di observer
right now the city can't get no absurder
after 400 years and whole heap ah brown sugar
we ambush we brother
and go on like never
used to plan slavery revolt
inna di bush dem together
we change just like di weather
VERSE (Stephen Marley)
CHORUS
Sons of slaves chant down sons of di slave driver
Nah spear slave rider neither
And if dem could dem would tax you pon saliva
How much more must we die for
The ones in the car while we're standing at the terminus
The government bogus
They don't work for us
Instead dem chain and whip we with domestic fuss
And guns and aids and drugs
Cause most of di youths wid di schooling dem have
Can't get no money from legitimate jobs
Then you wonder why dem grab chain and bags
You influence the youths fi turn gays and fags
Or else dem canÕt afford not even torn up rags
But table ah turn as mi turn table spun
Di fire we ah catch up all a blaze and ah bun
Dats why any time you see Rasta you run
VERSE (Stephen Marley)
We nuh want no Babylon government
Weh ah burn down ganja man tent
And den ah come wid dem one bag ah tax argument
When we can't pay light bill and rent
Mi sight dem ah lead ghetto youths
Every which part dem went
And ah pure wrong corner dem bent
So next time, dem pass thru you and your crew
Don't give dem no encouragement
A YO!!
Just start run dem out
And start bun dem out
Ah your environment
A YO!!
We want know bout ah
Every red cent out ah
Poor people money dem spent
And then
We want know down who
Pay di bills when the prime minister car dent
And then
We want know when dem ah come reposes
All these guns and drugs they've sent
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[Damian Marley]
Some gal in a twinkling of an eye
Dem a ready fi come pull down me Karl Kani
Oh, come on now
Tell me how can I
Love a one dat really don't deserve me
Na try fi keep and na try preserve me
Me's a boy could get whole heep a girl ya heard me
Many are called but only few dem worthy
Body have to physically strong and sturdy
Spiritually balanced fi clean and purge me
Mentally advanced fi always urge me
Read a couple books and challenge the clergy
Read a couple psalms up in the morning early
[Damian Marley]
Could you be so kind
Then show me a sign
I've been searchin' and it's so hard to find
Decent values with a decent wine
Decent jubee running it down the line
Maybe it's my mind
Maybe I'm blind
Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time
I'm still searching for a fine peace of mind
Decent jubee running it down the line
[Yami Bolo]
A little child has grown
And he'g got love on his mind
But what he'll never know
A virtuous woman is hard to find
[Stephen Marley]
And dat's when she said
She feels the pain
And she'll never fall
In love again
[Damian Marley]
So if you is a gal with whole heep of value
What a valuable nice and decent gal you
When I get you I'll be glad I got you
Then stand firmly inna your life like statue
Seen some old tings seen some young tings
Seen some little silly go and come tings
Seen some one night just for fun tings
What an indecent piece of someting
[Ziggy & Damian]
Be so kind
The show me a sign
I've been searchin' and it's so hard to find
Decent values with a decent wine
Decent jubee running it down the line
Maybe it's my mind
Maybe I'm blind
Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time
I'm still searchin' for a fine peace of mind
Decent jubee running it down the line
[Yami Bolo]
Some say that love is blind
But he keep saying "Not This Time"
So all we need is love
To keep his heart in line
[Stephen Marley]
But that's when she said
Lord I feel the pain
And she'll never fall
In love again
[Damian]
You have some gyal ah come pon man premises
And ah fling up dat ting that's between di knees
And ah fill up man head with false promises
Oh dutty bungle please
Couldn't want to run that so fast with ease
Been there done that my main squeeze
Is natural, simply natural
[Damian Marley]
Could you be so kind
Then show me a sign
I've been searchin' and it's so hard to find
Decent values with a decent wine
Decent jubee running it down the line
Maybe it's my mind
Maybe I'm blind
Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time
I'm still searching for a fine peace of mind
Decent jubee running it down the line
[Yami Bolo]
A little child has grown
And he's got love on his mind
But what he'll never know
A virtuous woman is hard to find
[Stephen Marley]
Cause that's when she said
She's feeling pain
It seems they have fallen in love again
That's when she said
Lord I feel the pain
And now they're standing in love again
[Damian Marley]
So tell me ah when price tag gone pon ay nanny
Gyal ah love man for Benz and ferrari
Little one eyed brethren weh name Omari
Couldn't get no loving since him sell stary
Some gyal in a twinkling of an eye
Dem ah ready fi come pull down me Karl Kani
Oh, come on now
Tell me how can I
Love a one dat really don't deserve me
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I Jr.Gong long side Yami Bolo
Come to tell you a little story about the girl next door
Certain tings can happen but she will never know
Unless she come ah di Rasta man stage show
I Jr.Gong man have the love connection
Come fi sail like a big boat across the ocean
So come and get yourself inna di love motion
You have di Rastaman wid di love potion
CHORUS (Yami Bolo)
She needs my love
She said she needs my love
She need my love
She said she need Jah love
CHORUS (Yami Bolo)
She is a girlfriend
She live next door
I think I've seen her
That face before
Her memories can't
Erase from my mind
I love ya angel
One of a kind
VERSE
Well den she see me and she ball out
YO !! Jr.Gong
Di searching shall end
Where the searching begun
She need a bed room bully
Who's a real rangatan
She love me like how black yankee
Love Farrakhan
Well she's very impressed
With the youngest veteran
She started realizing
There's no better man
Now when time rain a fall
I become di weather man
Performing every one of
Her stage show dem fi long
I beg ya pardon deh
Miss kinky walking
Bright like sunlight
When me glimpse you dis morning
Come down to night
You ah mi moon shine darling
Mash up mi head
All when ah you mi eye balling
Ready fi di hundred
With out no stalling
Ince comes the youngest
Signal and warning
Big trampoline
For di bedroom brawling
Cause she's not just
Good she's appalling
Her performances
Deserve applauding
CHORUS
Precious trinket
Tell her fi link it
Me nah sink it
To piece and bit
When it come down to loving
It's a perfect fit
Whole heap ah more loving
And we just nah quit
She can't tek the vibe
Of Babylon dem spirit
Straight up loving
And ah nah no bull
Ah Rastafari bless her
With di ting she have
She have all right reserve
Fi she galang bad
Fresher than a vegetable
Inna mi market bag
Any time she come link up me ends
Me glad
Well ah she a get di money
And a spend di wad
Cuase me know the chumpas
Will not be squandered
She mek me start sing
Some Ray Charles ballad
Cause the style of the loving
Is not just a fad
VERSE (Yami Bolo)
She need a lover
To hug and squeeze her tight
She need a man to
Come home at night
But he's always working
That's what she say
I had to tell her
Go home and pray
CHORUS
VERSE (repeat vs. #1)
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CHORUS 2x
A Guinness and peanut
Me put inna me blender
Me a di champion
Fi all contender
And if she wanna be a
Fan club member
I'm gonna give her
Something to remember
VERSE
All girls
Say dem wah fi know
What kinda tings turn me on
Say dem wah fi know
What part of Kingston me born
Say dem wah fi know
The bling blings me have on
Say dem wah fi know
What kinda tings pop me corn
Real Rasta man to come
And sprinkle di lawn
And give her di cabin stabbing dem
From evenings to dawn
Well all of the feminine
Gender mi warn
Take you like a tidal
CHORUS
VERSE
She need some strong backative
To keep her genitals warm
Position herself
Fi di show man perform
Guinness and peanut
It works like a charm
Professional works
And di show must go on
Somebody please ring di
Phat gyal alarm
Dem gyal yah so phat
Ah mus' e' phat gyal farm
Start separating the flowers
From the thorns
And all a di queens
From di pawns
CHORUS
VERSE
To how dem love me bad
a mus' e' bling me a bling
To how dem love me bad
a mus' di wine man a fling
To how dem love me bad
a mus' e' true man a king
To how dem love me bad
a mus' di tune man a sing
well how dem fight we so
a true dem nah get no wine
well how dem fight we so
a true dem nah get me time
dem can't get a nickel
dem can't get a dime
dem can't get nuh.
CHORUS
VERSE (repeat #1)
CHORUS
VERSE (repeat #2)
CHORUS
VERSE (repeat #3)
CHORUS
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CHORUS (Eve)
You said that you love me
Oh what happened to the love
You said that you love me
Oh what happened to the love
VERSE
And there is a rather large population
Of hole sale suppliers
Dat might as well hand out fliers
Some gyals nowa days give you
Faster than preyers
And there is no love
Mama always told from the age of ten
She can't be my girl
If she canÕt be my friend
Fi think some gyal love man
Just for money for spend
I'm hurt my love
What about di youths dem
Weh love fi breed off the girls
And still nah care for da youth dem
Wahapn to the boots dem
And hear wah mek go worse
Nuff a dem did have and nah use dem
Fire fi di bait who love using the girls
So friend can congratulate dem
Rasta nah rate dem
When dem abusing di girls
Gun shot for bwoy weh ah rape dem
CHORUS
Some gyal like the hour of talking
Before dem will mek you shoot it
Meanwhile some gi ya anywhere the car is parking
Some only when secluded
Well some gyal put themselves on the market
Pum pum fit to suited
With di more expensive packages marking
Batteries not included
Some bwoy shoot wild like machine gun cupid
Just cause dap and doop did
And still don't have no one to call there own
Don't you think that's kinda stupid
Some bwoy have dem weak
And that's why dem can't refuse it
And dem think with dem john every day of the week
Well some fool better mind dem loose it
CHORUS
VERSE (Eve)
CHORUS
VERSE
How some gyal head so light
It must the altitude
How some gyal get so bright
Within their attitude
Why some gyal wanna wuk
Down the multitude
Don't they know their the mothers of
Respect to the ladies
weh care the youths
and all of the ladies
weh bare the youths
single parents wid no one
to contibute
she goin 5 months and over
aahhhhhh
all of the ladies
weh face the truth
even when belly bigger
than a pumpkin fruit
and still no one there yet
to contribute
she goin 9months all over
aahhhhhh
why some parents
don't hear di youths
why some parents
don't prepare di youths
and why some parents
must fear the youths
from all ten years and over
aahhhhhh
CHORUS
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[Chorus]
She said she's born to be wild
And she can't be tamed
All she wants in life is
fortune and fame
So she keeps on moving
Moving right along
Even though she knows
Deep down inside
She knows something was wrong
No idle jubee dem couldn't
Cotch pon my pillow
Weh a love man for nike
An ah love man for fila
Dat's not the ways of
Anciento war gorilla
Me rather den to save all my sasaparilla
On a lonesome breezy Sunday morning
This maiden came to town
Me have to blick a sound
How she so cute
And plus so sexy and so round
Sunlight catch her skin and lord
It good from head to ground
Next candidate me see wh fit
Fi wear mi crown
And such tender smiles amaze me
The way that she looks Sunday night
She should be having my baby
My baby
The pleasure was all mine
Like yesterday news it's only for a time
Always on the go
Cause she live a life ah crime
She dont' want no man fi mind it
Di Muffin say dat he couldn't believe
I was living so blindly
[Chorus]
Well no Shandy
Stricktly imported tequila
Vintage brandy
Skunk sensemilia
Rubies and roses
Diamond collar
Never check me for a money
Nor a penny nor a dollar
She can't go to London
Without visa
Me can't biuld me spliff dem
Without rizzla
Dem say look out the door
And you know di weather
Me start put two
An two together
First class flights
And she drinks the most expensive wines
When she can't maintain
Her lifestyle up on the minumum wages
She needs the coil
And just like a stubborn mule
I would tell that is all she's worth
Well tha smuggling and trafficking
Of ilegal substances is her line of work
Me say a good woman ration
Most of di gyal dem
Get so caught up inna fashion
Love vanity
Dem seem dem love it with a passion
Start to used dem body
For some dirty profession
Seem like dem need
Spiritual supervision
Ital craft
And a ital vision
Righteous path
And a righteous decision
Instead of di
Materialistic religion
Else there's gonna be
Crash course and collision
[Chorus]
Well the it's all history
Me go up on a ends
Fi chack a one jubilee
Di way she rub me down
And make me feel so nice
Me say haffi left
And go ah studio go voice
Ayanna please stay home tonight
Ayanna please don't take that flight
Smuggling di drugs weh dem supply
To di poor
Destruction of my people
Well then she's got to go
Tell her nah fi mix up inna
Those drugs before
She said she want fi go up on
A smuggling tour
She missing gangsta parcel
Dem say her skull fi bore
She don't have all di dollars
Weh fi ever the score
But she wanna run
Her own drug store
[Chorus]
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Well den a nuff ghetto youths
Dat got no place to go
Live night and day roaming
In the ghetto
Most ghetto youths
Aint' got a place of their own
Give dem some place
So they can call there home
And then most politician
Telling poor people lies
And can't give no answer
When di poor people cry
We get ignorant
We bingy drum dem go rise
Gimme some space
So I can burn those guys
Well most politicians
Fighting gainst Rasta troops
And making mistake
And a tell poor people oops
See dem a see dem a flex
Like some dapa's and doops
Gimme some space
To burn di nincompoops
Why should ghetto youths
dem have to war over cheese
wid these big machines
That you bring from over seas
It burn up dem skin
Like some unwanted disease
Gimme some space
So I can burn dem please
Big fire stick
weh all a mek certain sound
pure gun shot
me a here a ring thru the town
everybody wanna be
the modern day Al Capone
gimme some space
so I can burn dem down
di youths dem a jump
to every word that you said
when gun shot a bust
fi you pickny nuh dead
dem vex true we hail
King Selassie instead
gimme some space
and mek I burn dem red
nuff gyal a say dem
want fi come a stage show
and spar wid di stars
so dem can jam a front row
well nuff gyal a love man
just fi di doe
gimme some space
and mek I burn those hoes
CHORUS 2x(Dadigon)
Politician used and refused
But we won't take no more
Never let you take advantage of the poor
While di youths dem in the core
Crying out for more
You hide yourself behind your close door
Close door
VERSE
weh the thugs dem
Are ready fi di conquering
Lion of Judah
Is now wondering
How some punks
Stand up one side pondering
How di youths
Find roof to live under in
And shine like a diamond twinkling
when they see me
And di gyal dem mingling
Better watch how you
Group and singling
Better mind who you
Feel and fingling
We don't join
Goose and gandering
We don't join
Chumpas squandering
And the sound of
The album cramping him
Well we don't play game
When dem ramping in
Better watch as my
Timb boots stomping in
Trampling
Di camp dem camping in
And ah burn out the vampire
Vamping in
Wi di, red burning lamp within
After so much sleep
And slumbering
Is now wonder di
Impress dumping him
Youngest veteran
Will be pumping in
Thumping in
The club dem jumping in
So wah
Tell the people your bumpin in
Say wah
All mi colleagues dem chumping in
After sleepless nights of sampling
The results can be life gambling
Now don't stop by nor stumble in
The jungle
Where the royal a rumble in
Someone cookie jar will be crumbling
And we don't mek room fi no fumbling
Well, carefull how your entire in
Certain after dark adventuring
Cuase you might have to be surrendering
Mi sey all those jewels and Benjamin's
Weh di thugs dem weh ready
Fi di wrangling
When the real Gideon
Is untangling
And a drive inna prestige handling
And a practice punk dismantling
And a trod go a Binghi di thanks giving
Fi go hail up di elders skankin in
Fi guidance you thru the world
Weh di punks live in
Burn the church weh di popes
And munks live in
Well judgment fi dem tampering
When dem grudge
Cause a me di gyal pampering
Mr. Bean just find and brind her in
When dem can't find help nor hindering
Cause di man wid
Di old big blunt a role
Deh yah now fi go burn down
Bumbo hole
Wid enough fire power
Fi di winter cold
Weh nuh rise till the revolution unfold
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CHORUS (Jimmy Cozier)
When love, takes me over
Its paradise
When love, takes me over
It's always nice
VERSE
Touch pon di ends
And a incense, herbs and oils
Scrapbook newspaper
Clippings and files
A view of di countryside
Remind me of nine miles
Where di trees are green
And di people smile
After few water crackers
And some warm milo tea
Rub massage home made
Coco butter skin cream
Interior design of
Ights gold and green
And the vibes are pure
And the thoughts are clean
She collect her own
Dividends weekly
So mi know ah no money
Mek she seek me
Cool me down
And tie mi knotty dem neatly
Draw close
While whispering sweetly
Mi teach her each and everytime
That she link me
We haffi bun
A five bills bag a stinky
True she roots and culture
She win me
I even had to
Introduce her to Cindy
CHORUS
VERSE (Mr. Cheeks)
VERSE
Well I was sitting
By an open fire place
In my flavorite dungarees
I play a few strums
Upon my guitar
And It sounds so good to me
Big skunky blunt a blaze
And plus
My flavorite stooks beside me
I glance over
Just so I could see her
But my locks got in the way
Cool breeze a blow
Thru the weeping willow
She always leave
A fragrance on my pillow
When I'm ready
She will always follow
Me to the place of
My old sleepy hollow
Soft silky voice is
So sacred and hollow
Cause out spoken noisy
Streams run shallow
Reach to the stars
When I launch the Apollo
Could a land up ah Sao Paulo
CHORUS
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Well den a two gyal mi have
And I am stuck in between
One a hold out
Like she don't want to give in
One a move out
Like she don't want to live in
One a 21
Di other one a 19
Now one a mi woman
And one a mi queen
One face ah wrinkle
When mi laundry fi clean
One can not cook it
Of mi ital cuisine
She surely learned
About mi king size trampoline
One dominant
Di other one reign supreme
One very kind
Di other one kinda mean
One a rude gyal
Di other one squeaky clean
Di 3 of we together
That's my ideal dream
One gyal so tight
Man have to use vasoline
Next gyal so wide
She must a use gasoline
Ah dem a kinda a gyal weh
Bust your self-esteem
And mek you wanna build
Your own housing scheme
Nothing a change
To discipline mi a dean
Real buffalo
In Rastafari regime
Bush bungalo ah where mi
Dwell wid mi queen
Mek dem know say things
Are not always what they seem
Two jealous woman
Is a dangerous scene
More time ya mask
Di double clip magazine
Don't mek she find
All di old 16
Two ah dem a war
And start blood up di team
I Jr.Gong
The gyal dem tangerine
One looking like
She could ah be a ballerine
Next one delicate
She could ah be a figurine
None ah dem nuh start
Move sideways and lean
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Where there's, more hungry mouths
Than food to eat
It's where the homeless
Roam the street
Where broken glass
And broken dreams
Are shattered and scattered
Amongst debris
Sufferation wrath
And still they laugh
And dream of a mansion
Above the half
No one to speak
Upon there behalf
Now tell me do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more food
Than mouths to feed
Where you find those who
Claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don't help those
Below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it's all we'll ever ask
When will they make a change?
CHORUS (Yami Bolo)
Children lift your heads
To the one
Who create the sun
My children
And your light will come shinning again
Show the world
Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give him thanks and praise
VERSE
Illegal guns
They roam the night
In hungry hands
Waiting to bite
The first sign of
Any food in sight
Youths in the dark
Searching for light
Hard time they face
Is not a choice
Police curfew
Is no surprise
And with no one
To be there voice
Do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more hungry mouths
Then food to eat
Where you find those who
Claim to lead
Because of all there personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don't help those
Below the Ave
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it's all we'll ever ask
When will they make a change?
VERSE
Its like a punk never check
Or dem did forget
Say a death
We nature naughty
Ah true mi go born uptown
Tell dem fools don't cross me
That's only where Cindy brought me
And that's why they can't impress me
With no boasty car
Me know dat ah kill dem softly
And then they're not
Really even who they think they are
They're not really moving crafty
Mi get fi understand
Say them plan dem faulty
Well nuff a dem a twenty
And favor forty
Filthy rich big belly
And hearty
Di real Gideon will
Be arriving shortly
Rasta nuh beat Binghi
Drum we claatt it
We live longer
Cause we food nuh salty
We grow stronger
And dem can't assault we
So haile Rastafari love
And exhalt it
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