Chant Of A Poor Man (Africano Trip-Hop Style)<-- Спасибо тому, кто найдёт в ремиксе Dubtrash
Earth, what a sufferation, yeah, sufferer
I would rather live my life as a poor man, Than to live inna corruption From when me born, me grow in sufferation A poverty don't no, no complextion Inna the ghetto it’s the same situation Dog eat a dog, so you can't trust noone Informer them, gather information Put a next man me seh down inna detention
Vicious, boom sound
And this is a chant of a poor man Me holla rise up, face the enemy Show dem we solid, and we ready Rise up, face the enemy Solid as a rock and you know seh we ready It is the time that you know we have to fight We have too stand up and deal with them right
This is a chant of a poor man
Roughouse, watch this, well alright Just warming in man, selector, do it
Form a circle, light the chalice, mek we call the rasta man Mek we beat the bingi drum, mek we chant down Babylon It's just natural, you know the herb inna me life me burn vital Me no want no seed, no stalk, a me no burn no petal It's just the buds on the herb, to which me partial Burn it by the key and by the ounce cor me a general Lick it inna me pipe, we win any battle, battle, battle, battle
It is the time that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right
A this is a chant of a poor man Help me, oh farther, with your words of wisdom This is a chant of a poor man Help me, oh farther, give me your protection
Well me baul an sing All sufferers, a natural mystical, earth force Continuation, music will never cease All sufferers