Soom T & Monkey Marc - Boom | Текст песни

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Are we all working as slaves to the mastas in debt to a bunch of thieving bastards
Those who would price on our water, who would enslave all children & mothers of rastas
We will we rise to the challenge become the saviour to the minds trapped chasing the paper
What you gonna do when you lose your mind? Paper won’t save ya when you meeting ya maker
Do you wanna do what the higher man says? Do you want to be shown how to live the right way?
Do you want to spend everyday working like a slave when the man take it all coz that work never pay
Do you wanna rip that diamond out the dirt are you gonna rise high with your eyes wide shut
Do you wanna live a little before ya life’s up? Ain’t it about time you found out what’s up?

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I want to light that match and make it all go boom
What a rush get the spark in the gas tank soon
Burn down the banks – when they offer credit no thanks
You can take it back – light that match and make it go boom

Let it cut deep like a machete in the palm of ya hand making marks into the depths where you stand
A lone man can demand to be found in a land by the truth that will seek until he understands
That a bulletproof vest won’t stop a shot to the face, making Money won’t stop ya falling from grace
Hidden hands always find blind mice to replace so forget the pointless chase yeah and mash up the place.
When you step up alone because you’re sick of all the violence,
politicians lying about taking blood diamonds
Build Babylon then set it on fire, Bring down the empire, march into Zion.
All man and woman wake from sedatives given by puppet masters, the pullers of strings,
When a poor bird sing about breaking the din, open up the door let the people in.

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When we search inside the mind of every rasta
We find the lords truth in every sonata
That strikes a light like the police hitting you with a bat yah
But you can never beat down the lords sons and daughters
Don’t let the vultures in charge incite us
Getting up inside us though they all deride us trying to divide us
Hail to the highest, finding your own guidance
With the universal truth which raises up all the righteous
When the education system is wrecking all your sanity
By not providing representation of all humanity
Deny us a soul by not teaching us spirituality this is
the normality not dumb vanities
Preaching us no fallacy, moulding personalities
When not teach us to stop children chasing all depravity
To question immorality that they see on tv,
Asking why do they teach apathy see the anomalies.

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