Dub Track
It was a hard task To take on To make us all believe To rescue us from evil cause They wanted to achieve Avenge to gain respect Defend ourselves to
Deliver me, oh, my father From the downpressers Set me free Dem a trying to keep I down I will always prosper, yes Dem a trying to keep I down Walking
This One's in memory of Uncle George We brethrens aware, we realise what you stood for (4) George Jackson Soledad brother Malicious unjust society He
Oh I've been watching you From my bedroom window Your bodyline rocking Cool and mellow You wouldn't glance my way To give the time of day For the bud
Peace Party David Hinds JAH say now Unite now JAH say Yeah Let's take a look at situation out there Nation rise against nation It was never ever part
David Hinds So you like to tease the fellas And getting someone jealous But I know All those games and tricks Your kind of girl is vicious Whose heart
Struggle goes on Some say the earth will keep on turning Dread times are near and I'm not joking I a warning As we continue the same old moaning The
David Hinds FEEL LIKE I feel like a gunslinger Just a wait just a wait just a wait Waiting to pull trigger I'm so eager With my itchy finger Just can
Dem dread seh Dem dread seh Dem dread seh Dem dread seh No matter how you bad I man badder than you No matter how you dread I man dreader than you No
(2) A weh dem a go do when the time comes around A weh dent a go sek Cos My people are in a mess But nobody wants to know Cos when you're down and out
No time to linger, they'll point their finger I'm like a fugitive 'cause they're after me, yeah arh These exploitations, false accusations The judge and
roots Back to my roots Back to my roots There ain't no turning back We pon de culture track Some a seh that we gone soft Whatever happened to the pulse
Shooway, ooway, shooway Shooway, ooway, shooway Am I black enough for ya? Am I black enough for ya? Am I black enough for ya? Am I black enough for ya
The night Steve Biko died I cried and I cried The night Steve Biko died I cried and I cried Biko, O, Steve Biko died still in chains Biko, O, Steve Biko
Now hear this crowd of people I man well vex And just have fe big up me chest Cause the Taxi Driver don't have no respect Want I fe catch bus hop truck
Victims Of The System While you a bubble Pon dis ya riddim I would like you to check yourself within Open your mind and your heart Limb by limb and part
David Hinds Pretty lady standing there I'm telling you that you're looking fair Cause I've got my eyes on you I can tell by the way you stare Romance