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And it look like you left that behind |
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Words and sounds combine |
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Hafi give thanks fi the power of devine |
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Lost in search of the big goldmine |
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And ina darkness blind man a lead blind |
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With no limitation i man feel fine |
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Living on the edgecause jah love it is mine |
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And as they blasphem and plat and scheme |
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I man still see jah wonders and signs |
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Corus: |
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Rise up with a new day |
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I do things in my own way |
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And me nuh ina your hear say |
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Cause dis ya sheppard nuh go astray |
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Now me gone pon the highway |
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Cause man a clear like x-ray |
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And me nuh ina your leh leh |
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And joy when dis ya tune a play |
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Can't tek things what you nuh know |
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Got to find out first wich way to go |
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And you can't exercize no form of genocide |
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Ina the fast lane that you are go |
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If a jah jah man you want overthrow |
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Ina sinking ship you are row |
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Cause he will cut you down and he will mash you down |
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Like the tide that ebb and flow |
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Weed and tears must grow |
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Until the time of harvest we know |
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Many a call but the chosen a few |
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And the almighty god a say so |
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Man hafi go maditate and tek it slow |
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Riding high when you should deh pon the low |
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And you can't flop fast if you sick to your tast |
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And the flowers ina your garden will grow |
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Corus: (repeat) |
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Stop play the tool and attend your classes |
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Nothing you a see you must want glasses |
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Sit down and complain and then your perplex fi flex |
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So your tribulation never passes |
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We living in a worl full of jackasses |
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Every day dem get up and ball bout dem crosses |
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And dem standing at the gate and the whole are dem wait |
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But the fate it seems like dem last it |
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Intro again |
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Corus: (repeat) |