Текст песни




Dis a Blackness awareness (Ribbit)
Dis a Blackness awareness
Bigger than big and larger than large
Smiley General jump up out yah (Dooda-dee)
Aye
There was a time inna Black history
There was no slave, free, no brutality (Bimma)
Lord, man know sadness and know misery
And know confusion, know sick mentality
But now I man a tell you 'bout now
Di General know I man a tell you 'bout now, ribbit
Psychological warfare (Gwaan) is everywhere (Gwaan)
Blood, sweat and tear but nobody don't care
The operational unity, it disappear
Just jailhouse, courthouse, poor house and mad house (Bimma)
Discrimination, segregation (Flash it)
Starvation and then the sufferation, Lord
Not to mention the destruction
In dis a Blackness awareness (Dooda-dee)
Man a tell you dis a Blackness awareness (Ribbit)
Um-ba-da-da-da, me gone down inna progress (Well dread)
Man a tell you me gone down inna progress
I have seen (Ribbit) and I behold (Flash it)
I have seen and I behold
My friend, a lot of my people fall victim
To dis chaotic and perilous system
To dis chaotic and perilous system
But, as it was in the beginning, man
So shall it be, Lord, in the end
Tell this to everyone, your enemies and your friends
Before one of my father's words pass away
Heaven and earth, man, must decay
So listen, Black up people, beg you hear what I say
I will take heed, man, and obey
Dis a Blackness awareness (Dooda-dee)
General down inna Blackness awareness (Gwaan)
Man a tell you say me gone down inna progress
Um-ba-da-da-da, gone down inna progress (I see)
Come make me tell you inna style and fashion (Ayy)
Inna pattern, dis a style and fashion (Ayy)
Down in pattern, dis a lyrics and passion (Ayy)
Inna passion, Smiley General, Michigan, Lord
Dis Armageddon war is a reality
True some of them a call it World War III
But what is to be must be
General say what is to be must be (Lord)
Dread, whosoever have ear (Gwaan), let them hear
Whosoever have eyes (Gwaan), let them see
Acknowledge the peculiarity
The manifestation of prophecy
Um-ba-da-da-da, freedom (Dooda-dee)
A wa yeah, a wa yoy, freedom
A wa yeah, a wa yoy, freedom
Um-ba-da-da-da-da, man freedom
Ska-da-da-da-da-deng-deng
From dis voluntary monetary slavery (Flash it)
Dis a voluntary monetary slavery (Tell them, dread)
This is the words of his majesty
Emulating from I Smiley
Along with my brethren, Daddy Mitchy
Um-ba-da-da-da, freedom
A wa yeah, a wa yeah, freedom (Gotta nice soul)
A wa yeah, a wa yeah
You get me mad, you get me mad, you get me mad, mad, mad
You get me mad, you get me mad, mad, mad
Not to want some freedom
Um-ba-da-da-da-da
Lord, to want some freedom
Ska-da-da-da-da-deng-deng
Feel good, freedom
Style and fashion, dis a style and fashion (Gwaan)
Style and fashion, Lord, a style and fashion (Dooda-dee)
Um-ba-den, ska-da-da-da-da (Sit down pon a stool)
Ba-da-da-de-dangsta, da-da-deng-doh
Dem a two deejay make you wiggle pon your toe
In case you never know, Sugar Daddy tell you so
Along with di General, down inna row
Look inna mi head back, di lyrics dem a flow
You take a smiley back yard, di lyrics dem a grow
We plant it by cutlass and we plant that by hoe
Freedom



Авторы: Errol Bennett Copyright: Tafari Music, Inc., Tafari Music Inc.


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