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Oh
yes,
Dancehall
Records
Woah,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah
Woah,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah
Woah,
yeah
Mmm,
mmm
Woah,
yeah
It's
a,
it's
a
I
a
bawl,
I
a
bawl
Tears
in
my
eyes,
I
a
bawl
I
a
bawl,
yeah,
yeah
Fi
mi
poor
parents
dem,
woah,
yeah
A
dem
make
we
lost
our
way
From
mama
earth,
African
culture
And
bring
in
dem
European
doctrines
Turn
black
people
inna
vulture
Dem
make
we
lost
our
way
From
mama
earth,
Ethiopian
sculpture
And
bring
in
dem
European
doctrines
Want
turn
black
people
inna
vulture
Through
dem
dutty
doctrines
I
a
tell
you
di
love
we
lost
it
Naturally
di
people
dem
soul
become
a
basket
That's
why
we
have
so
much
night-night
And
so
much
casket
'Cause
pure
segregation
a
cultivation
That's
why
we
cyan
find
no
food
from
di
earth
when
we
go
a
market
'Cause
people
have
no
time
to
plant
it
A
we
do
di
dutty
works
and
dem
reap
and
then
dem
harass
it
Then
shoot
you,
dem
never
target
Only
thing
we
get
a
pure
ends,
and
turf,
and
borderlines
And
we
say,
"One
cyan
cross
it"
A
dem
contribute
fi
hold
we
down
inna
di
slum
I
a
tell
you
dem
a
Enaga
and
mi
Market
A
dem
make
we
lost
our
way
From
mama
earth,
African
culture
And
bring
in
dem
European
doctrines
Want
turn
black
people
inna
vulture
Dem
make
we
lost
our
way
From
mama
earth,
Ethiopian
sculpture
And
bring
in
dem
European
doctrines
Want
turn
black
people
inna
vulture
Poor
parents
work
so
hard,
dem
collect
di
royalties
And
then
dem
go
up
a
laugh
and
a
live
But
Jah
never
sleep
Never
close
His
eyelids
Fire
burn
di
check,
and
di
mileage
You
di
greater
di
Yes,
di
whole
a
di
Yes,
di
sun
a
see
That's
why
dem
kill
ghetto
people
'cause
dem
value
dem
cheap
Then
dem
go
up
a
laugh
and
a
feast,
yeah
Mama
bawl
when
she
see
di
gun
di
politician
give
her
son
Di
way
how
it
all
When
she
hear
a
him
and
him
friend
dem
shoot
di
mall
When
him
a
leave
up
out
she
just
a
fall
Dem
make
we
lost
our
way
From
mama
earth,
African
culture
And
bring
in
dem
European
doctrines
Turn
black
people
inna
vulture
Dem
make
we
lost
our
way
From
mama
earth,
Ethiopian
sculpture
And
bring
in
dem
European
doctrines
Want
turn
black
people
inna
vulture
Yeah
Africans,
I
a
cry
fi
you
Africans,
me
will
die
fi
you
Dem
trade
us
Cross
di
ocean
dem
sail
us
We
broke
dem
master
So
dem
beat
us,
mistreat
us
Mmm,
mmm,
mmm,
mmm,
mmm
I
a
bawl
1 My Life
2 Mama You Alone
3 Lose A Friend
4 No More
5 Missing You
6 Thank You Father
7 Puff It
8 Lost Our Way
9 Poverty
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