Lyrics Tour (Lil Jon & Paul's Mix) - Capleton
Yeah
I
say
straighten
yuh
crooked
ways
Blessed
is
the
man
that
walketh
not
in
the
counsel
of
the
ungodly
Selassie
I
liveth
every
time
(Me
sing)
After
me
lef
from
Jamaica,
go
a
foreign
pon
tour
Preaching
teaching
the
people
fi
sure
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
your
door
If
yuh
ignore
yuh
goin′
perish
fi
sure
Come
back
in
Jamaica,
everything
insecure
Rich
a
get
rich
and
the
poor
a
get
poor
Come
back
come
hear
say
Pan
head
skull
bore
Come
back
an
hear
say
Dirts
man
skull
bore
Hear
say,
John
Pope
Paul
all
a
come
yah
pon
tour
DJ
dung
yah
a
brandish
mi
what
more
Boogerman
ah
plan
all
fi
guh
march
and
tour
Tour
Kingston
and
all
go
tour
Port
more
But
me
know
de
whole
a
dem
would
a-must
dead
fi
sure
And
de
DJ
dem
nah
teach
people
no
more
A
pure
clashing
and
fighting
dem
no
unite
no
more
Alla
tell
de
girls
girl
dem
fi
bruck
out
like
a
sore
It
seems
like
the
people
dem
no
love
God,
no
more
If
slackness
a
the
sickness
then
culture
a
the
cure
Ice
all
mi
block
and
all
a
whole
city
Yeah
I
say
straighten
yuh
crooked
ways
Blessed
is
the
man
that
walketh
not
in
the
counsel
of
the
ungodly
Selassie
I
liveth
every
time
(Me
sing)
After
me
lef
from
Jamaica,
go
a
foreign
pon
tour
Preaching
teaching
the
people
fi
sure
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
your
door
If
yuh
ignore
yuh
goin
perish
fi
sure
After
mi
come
back
a
Jamaica
nuff
things
gone
wrong
Cyan
know
di
uhman
dem
different
from
di
man
Whole
a
dem
a
dressing
in
di
same
pollution
Dawn
an
John
a
join
competition
Man
a
take
them
money
an
a
go
Obeah
man
Man
a
grudge
full
and
dem
no
stop
envy
man
But
dem
laborite,
and
dem
labor
wrong
Man
a
walk
pon
road
and
lick
down
innocent
man
Like
down
the
little
pickiney
inna
de
prom
Dis
is
one
thing
me
got
fi
over
stand
Most
of
the
youth
dem
stop
dis
Rastaban
De
get
fi
know
say
Rasta
a
di
right
tradition
And
respect
Selassie
as
the
almighty
one
If
slackness
a
the
fault,
culture
a
the
solution
Yeah
I
say
straighten
yuh
crooked
ways
Blessed
is
the
man
that
walketh
not
in
the
counsel
of
the
ungodly
Selassie
I
liveth
every
time
(Me
sing)
After
me
lef
from
Jamaica,
go
a
foreign
pon
tour
Preaching
teaching
the
people
fi
sure
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
your
door
If
yuh
ignore
yuh
goin
perish
fi
sure
Hold
up,
wait
a
minute
Come
back
a
Jamaica
things
naw
run
right
Man
Alla
fuss
and
dem
no
stop
from
fight
Some
long
icepick
and
some
Ole
rusty
knife
Man
a
walk
a
road
a
take
innocent
life
But
dem
labor
wrong
and
dem
labor
right
Man
a
walk
a
road
around
and
take
out
innocent
life
Say
Selassie
I
and
Alla
dem
start
to
fight
Say
Emanuel
and
nuff
a
dem
Alla
fight
Say
Marcus
Garvey
and
nuff
a
dem
a
fight
Woman
Alla
shine
and
man
no
stop
fight
If
slackness
a
the
darkness,
then
culture
a
the
light
Ice
all
mi
block
an
all
a
whole
city
(How
me
say)
Yeah
I
say
straighten
yuh
crooked
ways
Blessed
is
the
man
that
walketh
not
in
the
counsel
of
the
ungodly
Selassie
I
liveth
every
time
(Me
sing)
After
me
lef
from
Jamaica,
go
a
foreign
pon
tour
Preaching
teaching
the
people
fi
sure
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
your
door
If
yuh
ignore
yuh
goin
perish
fi
sure
This
is
most
of
the
thing
me
tell
the
people
on
the
tour
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
the
door
Make
sure
your
hands
clean
and
make
sure
ya
heart
pure
Selassie
call
you,
your
safe
an
secure
Things
yuh
used
to
do
yuh
naw
guh
do
them
no
more
Place
yuh
use
to
go
yuh
naw
guh
go
there
no
more
Food
yuh
used
to
eat
yuh
naw
guh
eat
dem
no
more
Things
yuh
used
to
say
yuh
naw
go
say
dem
no
more
Leading
dem
a
gwan
like
dem
a
bruck
out
like
soldiers
(Say)
See
dem
a
go
upon
the
seashore
(Fi
dandis?)
Yeah
I
say
straighten
yuh
crooked
ways
Blessed
is
the
man
that
walketh
not
in
the
counsel
of
the
ungodly
Selassie
I
liveth
every
time
(Me
sing)
After
me
lef
from
Jamaica,
go
a
foreign
pon
tour
Preaching
teaching
the
people
fi
sure
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
your
door
If
yuh
ignore
yuh
goin
perish
fi
sure
Hold
up,
wait
a
minute
Come
back
in
Jamaica,
everything
insecure
Rich
a
getting
rich
and
the
poor
a
get
poor
Come
back
an
hear
say
Pan
head
skull
bore
Come
back
an
hear
say
Dirts
man
skull
bore
Hear
say,
John
Pope
Paul
all
a
come
yah
pon
tour
DJ
dung
yah
a
brandish
mi
what
more
Bugggerman
ah
plan
all
fi
guh
march
and
tour
Tour
Kingston
and
all
go
tour
Port
Moore
But
mi
know
di
whole
a
dem
woulda
must
dead
fi
sure
And
the
DJ
them
naw
teach
people
no
more
Clashing
and
fightin'
dem
nuh
unite
no
more
All
a
tell
the
girl
dem
fi
bruck
out
like
a
sore
It
seem
like
the
people
them
no
love
God
no
more
If
slackness
a
the
sickness
then
culture
a
the
cure
Ice
all
a
block
an
all
a
whole
city
Yeah
I
say
straighten
yuh
crooked
ways
Blessed
is
the
man
that
walketh
not
in
the
counsel
of
the
ungodly
Selassie
I
liveth
every
time
(Me
sing)
After
me
lef
from
Jamaica,
go
a
foreign
pon
tour
Preaching
teaching
the
people
fi
sure
Answer
to
Jah
when
him
a
knock
pon
your
door
If
yuh
ignore
yuh
goin
perish
fi
sure
After
me
come
back
in
Jamaica
nuff
things
gone
wrong
Can
know
di
woman
dem
different
from
the
man
All
a
dem
a
dress
inna
the
same
pollution
Down
on
general
competition
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1 Tour
2 Big Time
3 Obstacle
4 Leave Babylon
5 Heathen Reign
6 Don't Dis the Trinity
7 No Competition
8 Wings Of The Morning
9 See from Afar
10 Babylon Judgement
11 Glorious Morning
12 Chant
13 Wings Of The Morning - Lil Jon & Paul's Mix
14 Heathen Reign (Lil Jon and Paul's Mix)
15 Tour (Lil Jon & Paul's Mix)
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