Текст песни How Could You? - Buju Banton
                                                It 
                                                is 
                                                real, 
                                                as 
                                                real 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                seem
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                you 
                                                live 
                                                on 
                                                illusion
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                don't 
                                                you 
                                                ever 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                    a 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buju 
                                                say 
                                                how 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                rise 
                                                up 
                                                every 
                                                living 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                yourself 
                                                everything 
                                                is 
                                                ok
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                life 
                                                you′ll 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                slipping 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                knows 
                                                who 
                                                feels 
                                                it 
                                                every 
                                                moment 
                                                every 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                why 
                                                cry 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                poor 
                                                get 
                                                neglected, 
                                                rejected, 
                                                put 
                                                to 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                much 
                                                more 
                                                we 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                take?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Did 
                                                you 
                                                father 
                                                work 
                                                off 
                                                his 
                                                shirt, 
                                                blood, 
                                                sweat 
                                                and 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                forgot
 
                                    
                                
                                                Being 
                                                oppressed 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                oppressors, 
                                                all 
                                                different 
                                                types 
                                                of 
                                                stress
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                sorrows 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                poor, 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                even 
                                                care 
                                                less
 
                                    
                                
                                                Refuse 
                                                to 
                                                deal 
                                                with 
                                                world 
                                                atrocities, 
                                                civil 
                                                unrest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Instead 
                                                they′re 
                                                building 
                                                penitentiaries 
                                                as 
                                                big 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                bird′s 
                                                nest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saying 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                blamed 
                                                for 
                                                whatever 
                                                what 
                                                mess
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                rise 
                                                up 
                                                every 
                                                living 
                                                day?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                your 
                                                kids 
                                                everything 
                                                is 
                                                ok
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                life 
                                                you'll 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                slipping 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                knows 
                                                who 
                                                feels 
                                                it 
                                                every 
                                                moment 
                                                every 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                say, 
                                                how 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                going? 
                                                they 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                know 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                until 
                                                we 
                                                repossess 
                                                what′s 
                                                rightfully 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sitting 
                                                down 
                                                for 
                                                so 
                                                long 
                                                we 
                                                do 
                                                believe 
                                                it 
                                                is 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everyone 
                                                is 
                                                entitled 
                                                to 
                                                food 
                                                at 
                                                mealtime
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Till 
                                                then, 
                                                we′ll 
                                                struggle 
                                                for 
                                                rights, 
                                                no 
                                                more 
                                                racial 
                                                fights
 
                                    
                                
                                                Degradation 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                highest 
                                                heights
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                obstacles 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                people 
                                                we 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                cross
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                health 
                                                and 
                                                strength 
                                                we 
                                                all 
                                                can 
                                                get 
                                                across
 
                                    
                                
                                                Happenings 
                                                of 
                                                yesterday 
                                                are 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                rise 
                                                up 
                                                every 
                                                living 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                yourself 
                                                everything 
                                                is 
                                                ok
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                life 
                                                you'll 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                slipping 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                knows 
                                                who 
                                                feels 
                                                it 
                                                every 
                                                moment 
                                                every 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                you 
                                                cry 
                                                little 
                                                one, 
                                                wipe 
                                                your 
                                                tears, 
                                                sing 
                                                my 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                we're 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                strange 
                                                land 
                                                with 
                                                evil's 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                Help 
                                                the 
                                                weak 
                                                if 
                                                you′re 
                                                strong, 
                                                iron 
                                                sharpens 
                                                iron
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you′re 
                                                down 
                                                take 
                                                    a 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                help 
                                                is 
                                                coming 
                                                from
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                masterminds 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                foolproof 
                                                plans
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                geniuses 
                                                who 
                                                achieve 
                                                grade 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                rise 
                                                up 
                                                every 
                                                living 
                                                day?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                yourself 
                                                everything 
                                                is 
                                                ok
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                life 
                                                you'll 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                slipping 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                knows 
                                                who 
                                                feels 
                                                it 
                                                every 
                                                moment 
                                                every 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                why 
                                                cry 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                poor 
                                                get 
                                                neglected, 
                                                rejected, 
                                                put 
                                                to 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                much 
                                                more 
                                                will 
                                                we 
                                                take?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Did 
                                                you 
                                                father 
                                                work 
                                                off 
                                                his 
                                                shirt, 
                                                blood, 
                                                sweat 
                                                and 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                forgot
 
                                    
                                
                                                Being 
                                                oppressed 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                oppressors, 
                                                all 
                                                different 
                                                types 
                                                of 
                                                stress
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                sorrows 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                poor, 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                even 
                                                care 
                                                less
 
                                    
                                
                                                Refuse 
                                                to 
                                                deal 
                                                with 
                                                world 
                                                atrocities, 
                                                civil 
                                                unrest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Instead 
                                                they′re 
                                                building 
                                                penitentiaries 
                                                as 
                                                big 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                bird's 
                                                nest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saying 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                blamed 
                                                for 
                                                whatever 
                                                what 
                                                mess
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                rise 
                                                up 
                                                every 
                                                living 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                yourself 
                                                nothin′s 
                                                is 
                                                ok
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                life 
                                                you'll 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                slipping 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                knows 
                                                who 
                                                feels 
                                                it 
                                                every 
                                                moment 
                                                every 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                say, 
                                                how 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                going? 
                                                they 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                know 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                until 
                                                we 
                                                repossess 
                                                what's 
                                                rightfully 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sitting 
                                                down 
                                                for 
                                                so 
                                                long 
                                                we 
                                                do 
                                                believe 
                                                it 
                                                is 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everyone 
                                                is 
                                                entitled 
                                                to 
                                                food 
                                                at 
                                                mealtime
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                then, 
                                                we′ll 
                                                struggle 
                                                for 
                                                rights, 
                                                no 
                                                more 
                                                racial 
                                                fights
 
                                    
                                
                                                Degradation 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                highest 
                                                heights
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                obstacles 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                people 
                                                we 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                cross
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                health 
                                                and 
                                                strength 
                                                we 
                                                all 
                                                can 
                                                get 
                                                across
 
                                    
                                
                                                Happenings 
                                                of 
                                                yesterday 
                                                are 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                rise 
                                                up 
                                                every 
                                                living 
                                                day?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                yourself 
                                                everything 
                                                is 
                                                ok
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                life 
                                                you′ll 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                slipping 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                knows 
                                                who 
                                                feels 
                                                it 
                                                every 
                                                moment 
                                                every 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Shiloh
2 'Til I'm Laid to Rest
3 Murderer
4 Champion
5 Untold Stories
6 Not an Easy Road
7 Only Man
8 Complaint
9 Chuck It So
10 How Could You?
11 Wanna Be Loved
12 It's All Over
13 Hush Baby Hush
14 What You Gonna Do
15 Rampage
16 Champion (Remix)
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