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Shake ya limbs to da rythms hymns and poems.
Mek we know where we going.
Shake ya limbs to da rythms hymns and poems.
Shake ya limbs to da rythms hymns and poems.
Me we know where we going.
Shake ya limbs to da rythms hymns and poems.
Work it out.
And they say they're trying to work it out,
But they don't know just how or why.
And it really seems preordained,
And my friends are far away,
And I wonder if they're ok,
And I wonder if the times have changed,
And I thought that I saw your face.
Are you safe?
From the beginning there was war and sinning
and it seems like nothing has changed.
Bombs are dropping on Iraq and Lebanon,
(It's like) Vietnam all over again.
Days ago a bredrin that I know,
Tell me dat he cyan tek no more.
Bombs are dropping on Iraq and Libanon
and everywhere it seems like war.
From now on I'm not fighting fair,
It's guerilla warfare,
It's been 400 years of my people's tears.
I'm like Shaka with a hungry spear,
Asilwe ke, ng'fikile ke (let's go ahead and fight, I have arrived)
Mina ng'uqhaqha 'maqiniso, uBaba ung#biza uCath'impi (I'm the truth revealer, my father calls me fight instigator)
uBhambhatha Ka Manciza lo ongijoja ngomkhonto (the one who pierced me with a spear)
Once a slave and now a brave,
I got my army in the cave.
Asilwe ke, ng'fikile ke (let's go ahead and fight, I have arrived)
I don't wanna see you fall
don't wanna see you hurt at all.
See you fall.
No no no......
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See the nation through the people's eyes,
See tears that flow like rivers from the skies.
Where it seems there are only borderlines
Where others turn and sigh,
You shall rise (x2)
There's disaster in your past
Boundaries in your path
What do you desire when lift you higher?
You don't have to be extraordinary, just forgiving
Those who never heard your cries,
You shall rise (x2)
And look toward the skies.
Where others fail, you prevail in time.
You shall rise.
(You may never know,
If you lay low, lay low) (x4)
You shall rise (x3)
Sooner or later we must try... Living
(You may never know,
If you lay low, lay low) (x4)
See the nation through the people's eyes,
See tears that flow like rivers from the skies.
Where it seems there are only borderlines
Where others turn and sigh,
You shall rise (x4)
(You may never know,
If you lay low, lay low) [4x]
Sooner or later we must try... Living
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You cannot be certain,
you cannot be sure.
all those times that i took for granted left me wanting more.
Now that i've awoken, i'm ready to adore though my heart is broken i'm wiser than before.
Won't somebody tell me were is the love?
i know when i see her face, she will soon replace the pain that i've uncovered.
Where is love?
and why does it hurt so much?and will i measure up if i get to hold her?
the angel of my Shoulders
You can be disheartened, made a fool again,you cant'see the future,and who knows how this ends.
Now i hear you calling,the dance has begun,
head and heals i'm falling are you gonna be the one.
Tell dem already but we tell dem again,
tell dem already but we tell dem again,
how she left me and she gaan her way.left me and she gaan her way.
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Yes I am the boy,
Who once worshipped you.
As you seemed to destroy the ground beneath you.
No more am I,
A part of the cyde,
Or the boy who once worshipped you.
They don't know,
Cause they don't know you like I do,
You say you're back now and you,
You say you want me,
I don't believe you.
Cause I'm on track now.
You're in the background.
You say you want me,
Do you really?
I don't believe you,
Nor do I need you,
Cause you're in The Background.
You're in The Background.
Yes I know you've travelled,
Over seas and rivers.
But you can not come back now for there are no bridges.
There's a trail of sorrow,
That you revealed to,
The eyes of a boy,
Who once worshipped you.
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Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through.
Now you haffi tell me why fi do.
Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh,
Haffi ask de question why.
You used to know me,
How things have changed,
Now that I walk these streets again.
And of course the same man that I was,
All those years before.
If I had to love you,
I know what I'd do.
I know what I'll say.
All over again.
If I had to love you,
I know what I'd do.
I know what I'll say.
All over again.
Things Have Changed,
How Things Have Changed.
Only memories of before,
Sweet island you know I'm yours.
In my homeland
is where my lady was.
If I had a chance and I had to love you.
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Excuse me where you from?
I definitley know you.
A chance I could be wrong.
And you are a stranger.
Before I move along,
Tell me where I know you from.
Maybe I am mistaken,
Maybe you'll stay a stranger.
It's alright,
I'm the innocent type you can talk to.
It's ok,
The inquisitive type don't walk away.
I sing ahhhhhh.
Make me sing ahhhhhhhh.
Familiar vibe within you,
It's what I recognize.
Familiar vibe within you
Makes me sing ahhhhhh.
Sing ahhhhhhhh.
Excuse me where you from?
(Get to know you)
I definitely know you.
(Then I'll show you)
A chance I could be wrong.
(Move along)
And you are a stranger.
Before I move along,
(Get to know you)
Tell me where I know you from.
(Then I'll show you)
Maybe I'm mistaken,
(Move along)
Maybe you'll stay a stranger.
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Police, won't you grant me my release?
I should be a freeman now at least,
I'm no roober I'm no thief.
I should be a freeman on the street.
A freeman on the street.
Hey little darling you sleep tight.
I'm a be a little late tonight.
Found myself in a situation,
Lost my temper and my patience.
It's the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings.
I never trouble nobody,
I never trouble no one.
Police, you mista officer!
Won't you grant me my release?
I should be a freeman now at least,
I'm no roober I'm no thief.
I should be a freeman on the street.
A freeman on the street.
Now baby I have some news,
They say my bail was refused.
But I will see you someday, somehow in someway.
It's the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings.
I never trouble nobody,
I never trouble no one.
Solitary soldier I'm candid I told ya,
I landed me humbled and reprimanded.
So I man demanded my last phone call,
With much access at all.
They say I'm a criminal but the wicked must fall.
Freedom gone and we still stand tall.
Dem say "freeze!" and we say;
"What for? We already have respect for da law"
So...
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Babay ypu don't know me,
I don't know you,
But i'd like to.
Come a little closer let me put my arms around ya.
I got real life stories,
If only you'd believe me.
I got your love inside me,
I'm not another brother wasting time.
Now just imgagine all the times we could havin'
Are you gonna cater for a smooth little operator?
I got real life stories,
If only you'd believe me.
O got your love inside me,
I'm not another brother wasting time.
Chance on love,
What you got to lose?
Chance on love,
What you got to lose?
Baba I keep it real,
You don't know yet but you soon will.
Come a little nearer and I'm sure you'll see things clearer.
It's time for you to shake that attitude.
And start to realise,
That I won't wait till sunrise.
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Yes, greetings… You see from you overs my tation… We look back pon history and find a mission
In my life.
There are certain,
Things that you don’t know about me
My whole life searching for the right words
And they fail me
So… what are we into?
Am I in to deep to run to these many glances
I think I’ll take my chances thank you.
(Chorus)
No way, will the voice of fire in my heart be mute.
Some say, that I try too hard in my youth
Some day, these words will be the proof
I only tell the truth to you and anyone else who.
Is in my life
In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strive
In my time, in my time me haffi go out
and tek what’s mine me nah go wait in line.
In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strive
In my time, in my time me haffi go out
and tek what’s mine me nah go wait in line.
I am hearting, but I won’t close the curtain,
On this sweet show for those who are hard working.
Don’t let love abuse you
I’ve seen what you’ve turned into;
Take advantage, when opportunity advances
Watch me.
You nah hear me tell ya?
(Chorus)
No way, will the voice of fire in my heart be mute.
Some say, that I try too hard in my youth
Some day, these words will be the proof
I only tell the truth to you and anyone else who.
Is in my life
In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strive
In my time, in my time me haffi go out
and tek what’s mine me nah go wait in line.
In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strive
In my time, in my time me haffi go out
and tek what’s mine me nah go wait in line.
A place where the softly spoken a beaten and broken
And rows of prose and written and it shows.
Wether the buildings have feelingsin those many walls are ceiling and stairways revealing,
A place where divided together wants resided,
Where machines collided with warriors who guided and
Inspired movements that decided freedom
And wondered, and wondered like you and I did
And even with my open eyelids, I’m still blinded
I find it… hard to see the reasons behind it.
So you tell the intelligence go to hell with their insolence.
I blend rough neck elements with eloquens.
It’s evidence and it soon becomes clear;
The price of success is too big.
(Chorus)
Is in my life
In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strive
In my time, in my time me haffi go out
and tek what’s mine me nah go wait in line.
In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strive
In my time, in my time me haffi go out
and tek what’s mine me nah go wait in line.
In my life
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Memories of,
Memories of Soweto.
Sing whoa,
From London to Sowto,
A street soul in the ghetto.
Back from the West Indies,
When I'm in the city let my mind echo,
Memories of Soweto.
And anywhere that I go,
I'm letting you know,
The walk of a Street Soul.
Look man,
I was born there.
I mean bred there.
I mean without the bread.
Viva was all I had.
The people sang Amandla and the streets were red.
Liberation was a dream that we never had.
As I took a back seat on my mumma's back,
And I looked over the shoulder and saw the hurt.
Mumma let me kill this song for you,
After all this years this ir Uhuru.
I stepped off a jet plane I'm in S.A once again,
With the faces of change and the feelings' the same.
And the lines on my hands are as free as this land.
But it wasn't always so,
Still reminds me of home.
Mumma let me kill this song for you,
After all this years this is Uhuru
Sing whoa
Sing
Sing yeh.
What our memories in times of,
Inspired I exemplify.
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Got a time,
A place
To leave without a trace.
You got a song,
A taste of what's to come.
You had it all in your palm,
Till I raised the alarm and I won't keep calm no more as edure this.
I get a little irate,
They say "what you stressed out for?"
I get a little heartache.
It don't get no easier.
Locked away.
So what do you do it for?
In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter.
Such a waste.
Where do you go from here?
In your dark days just you remember,
It's far from over.
Got the soul, the skill, you don't know how to heal.
You've got to feel all my empathy.
You get a little heartache,
They say your pride is torn,
You're to young to feel this numb.
Guess you tried to keep it cool,
even though, even though
Love is never equal,
Yes I know yes I know.
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