1. |
Fake Prophecy
03:47
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Chorus:
They poisoned every river, every lake,
And building flats on every mountain..
Now the people moving out the flats 'cos all the trouble and shouting
And all the stabbing and shooting
Oh, people can we try a new thing?
Because the devil is recruiting
And It's our turn to stand firm
And so it came to be, that the fallen generation of the post-code genocide, went down in history as another victory for the dark side.
Pretending to be free
Standing underneath the camera tree in Hackney.
Get rich, or try dying
Again and again and again and again
Is this to be our legacy?
Their dark prophecy
We don't need to fulfil it
Underneath the camera tree
They watch me
I watch them
Chorus
And so it came to pass
That the fallen and the perpetrators buck up on the other side
Where peace and love shall last for all time
And there they saw the tricks
Exploitation from the slave ships up until the hood clicks
Super fly
I got mine
If you die
I don't mind
Is this to be our legacy?
Their fake prophecy
We don't need to fulfil it
Underneath the camera tree
They watch me
I watch them
Chorus
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2. |
Thieves
04:24
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I won't blindly follow the masses
I'll be up the front when there's clashes with fascists
I would promise to never buy plastic, but it's everywhere
Please don't tell me I should be voting
And who to vote for, whatever they stand for
I don't see none of them trying to stop war, and it's everywhere.
Look, the hat-stand's gone
But if the cap fits pick it up put it on
Oh no not you again
Vampire crew again
Thieves and murders
Chorus:
Murderer, liars, thieves and murders
Murderers, liars, thieves and murders
Divide rule, a typical tactic
Everything was red gold and green
Then look what the crack did
Who's bringing the smack in?
I'm telling you one thing..
They don't care about you!
I pledge allegiance to Rastafari
Because Jah is the most high
Jah protect and guide I
With Jah Jah by my side
The light and the dark side
Jah won't leave without you
Look, the hat-stands gone
But if the cap fits pick it up put it on a gain
Oh no not you again
Vampire crew again
Thieves and murderers
Chorus
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3. |
Don't Touch Coke
05:20
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Watch the drama
Can anybody tell me what has happened to the real Ganja farmers?
Where they gone?
What you're putting on your bong's too strong rude boy
Don't touch coke, don't touch crack
If you've touched the crack already, I beg you put it back
It's a government plan and we can't fall for that.
Watch the drama
Was anybody listening when natty chanted Satta Masa Gana?
Did you chant three psalms, or did you ring the alarm?
Don't touch coke, don't touch crack
If you've touched the crack already, I beg you put it back
It's a government plan and we can't fall for that.
Do not touch coke, don't touch crack
If you've touched the crack already, I beg you put it back
It's a government plan and we can't fall for that.
Watch the drama
Ain't anybody noticed how the youth these days are talking to their mothers and their fathers? It's all wrong rudeboy!.
Don't touch coke, don't touch crack
If you've touched the crack already, I beg you put it back
It's a government plan and we can't fall for that.
Watch the drama
There's gonna be a war between the rich and poor, so bring your body armour
And I'll meet you on the corner - stand firm rudeboy
Don't bring coke, don't bring crack
If you bring the crack to battle, then I'll have to send you back
It's a government plan and we can't fall for that
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4. |
For Money
03:46
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Chorus:
Is there a place where we can be done
With this money money money money money system?
Is there a place where we can be free?
(To live in love and inity)
Work for money
Work hard for money
Work days for money
Work nights for money
Got to fight for money
It's not right for money
All wrong for money
It's long for money
Head gone for money
Hat gone for money
Jacket gone for money
Trousers gone for money
Shirt gone for money
Shoes gone for money
Socks gone for money
Wife, house, two kids and dogs gone for money
It's on for money
Tick crack for money
Sell crack for money
Make back my money
Buy smack for money
Sell that for money
Man stole my money
Head bus' for money
Skull crack for money
Gun shot for money
In a world where money makes the word go round
Chorus
Kill for money
Steal for money
Kill birds, bees and burn big trees down for money
Brain wash for money
Kill Tosh for money
Push for money
Shove for money
Prayers to the most high up above for money
For love nor money
Invade for money
Slave trade for money
AK47 and live grenades for money
War for money
What for, for money
10 pound draws for money
Scores for money
Stab for money
Land grab for money
Double standards food trading standards, for money
E-Numbers for money
Live for money
Die for money
Bribe for money
Lie for money
In a world where money makes the word go round
Chorus
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5. |
Time Ago
04:14
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Time ago
Time ago
You should have listened when the roots-man warned you time ago
You should have listened when the roots-man warned you
You should have listened, but you never listened
Now look at our children, they kill other children
And look at the elders still knocking back pills then
What happened to mama?
Your mama gone missing...
And dads in the kitchen, cracking the pipe and piping the crack an' ting
One time ago the brothers bounced when they walked
Now they spit and curse when they talk
You're pulling down bridges
You never try build them
Look at our children
Look at the children
Time ago
Time ago
Time ago
You should have listened when the roots-man told you time ago
You should have listened when the roots-man warned them
You should have listened, but you never listened
Now how many crack-pipes to mash up a nation?
And after the crack-pipes, the gentrification
Now we got sniffer dogs waiting outside the station
Sniffing out dreadlocks for repatriation
Try to disgrace them
Threaten to mace them
Feel out of place then?
You should have listened when the roots-man told you time ago
Africa we want to go
Africa we want to go
Africa we want to go
Time ago
Time ago
Time ago
Africa we want to go
Listen, listen
Guns and ammunition
All the rude-boys and the soldiers fall into position
Guns bark, like old dogs inna the park
Babylon raid and arrest after dark..
You should have listened
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6. |
Two Crays
03:50
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Two Crays (Paul and Mary)
Chorus:
Two Crays, we come with original sounds
Two Crays, crowd of people get down
We don't come from Kingston twelve
But we're inspired by their stories
See we've had our hard times as well
I seen the death, aint seen no glory
6 hungry mouths, one loaf of bread
6 in the bed and the little one said
If you don't know me now, you will do
I'm that shooting star from Star Lane
Chorus
Dry bread without no butter
Or if it's butter, there aint no bread
If you don't have no bread or butter
You better just swallow your pride instead
Hard times, humble people
Humble people still got to eat
Unpaid fines, aint nothing legal
Mister DJ drop that needle
People get up out of your seats
Chorus
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7. |
Non Violent
03:52
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We're non violent, yet you're coming with your batons and sirens
Non violent, it's a war between the rebels and tyrants
Ain't gonna riot for no damn Nike boots
Ain't gonna loot for no Puma tracksuit
I ain't gonna riot and loot
Because Babylon don't have no fruits
Serve I the justice, give I the truth
And I'll pass that truth on to Jah Jah youth
You see, there ain't no fruits in Babylon
Ain't no fruits in a wicked land..
We're non violent, yet your coming with your batons and sirens
Non violent, it's a war between the rebels and tyrants, tyrants
Rebels and tyrants, tyrants
Rebels and tyrants
Bullies them, bullies them never prosper
In the long run, we have to answer to Jah
Bullies them, bullies they never prosper
Who say that Gaddy 'pon the echo chamber
The hands of the wicked, drenched in blood
But the soul of the righteous man, is in the hands of the almighty one
There no vexation will touch them
There no vexation will worry them
We're non violent
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8. |
Brixton Falls Again
02:57
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Briskly through I'm passing
Squad car sirens blasting children from deep dreams again
Breach of peace in Turnpike Lane
Briskly through keep walking
Pavement artists chalking
Squad car wailing in again
Pavement artists pray for rain
I've seen rebel strongholds fall and rise again as shopping malls
You cry Hoxton, and I'll cry Brixton
Tears river going to carry us all down the line
Wonders and signs
Crime scene tape and brave goodbyes
Briskly through no stopping
Homeless window shopping
Upturned cold hands hold out for change to come and sweep them down the drains
Quickly one last look
Pray for the lives it took
Hear laughing echoes and cries of pain
Turn around and don't look back again
I've seen rebel strongholds fall and rise again as shopping malls
You cry Harlesden mate, I'll cry for Notting Hill gate
And tears river going to carry us all down the line
Wonders and signs
Crime scene tape and brave goodbyes
Leave don't wait man
Why you want to wait around and watch Brixton fall again?
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9. |
Mighty Jah I Wonder
04:47
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Mighty Jah I wonder how I managed to exist without
The knowledge of your parenthood, and your loving care
Now I am your son, I am adopted in your family
And I will never be alone because mighty Jah you're there beside me
I will sing Jah praises
I will sing Jah praises
I will sing Jah praises for ever more
I will sing Jah praises
I will sing Jah praises
I will sing Jah praises for ever more
Mighty Jah I wonder how I managed to exist without
The knowledge of your parenthood, and your loving care
Now I am your son, I am adopted in your family
And I will never be alone because mighty Jah you're there beside me
I will sing Jah praises
I will sing Jah praises
I will sing Jah praises for ever more
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10. |
Where I Am
03:37
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Take my blue skies from me
The lies of history
To be or not to be
I'll jam where I am, where I am
In post-code rhapsodies
The same old enemy
And when the lights go out across the big old city
I'll Jam where I am, where I am
Ten floors up and the lift never works for me
Half way up, I realise I forgot my key
And when I reach to the top and the front door's locked
I'll stand and jam where I am, where I am
Where I am
Where I am
Where I am
Yeah, I'll stand and jam where I am
Take my blue skies from me
The lies of history
To be or not to be
I'll jam where I am, where I am
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