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Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman To grind them down Every man and woman To grind them down Every man and woman Day to day It's the government plan To grind them down Every man and woman .... To fuck up their minds Pat their lives in their hands To mash up their brains Unable to understand This is a message to those in command There was never any freedom Just castles built on sand ... |
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| 2. |
| 6:28 |
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Pagal ki na bole? Chagal ki na khai?
Kuch bolo ke ni? Pagal ki na bole? Chagal ki na khai? Common sense- misinformation received by the common man You've been just as deceived An effect that was planned by the powers that be A most effective tool for division and rule And people of different cultural persuasions start to develop hindered relations So what can be done to dissipate the friction? Gotta seperate the facts, yes the facts from the fiction. Ah , I , I don't know ..... All this talk about housing Just a method of arousing bad feeling Appealing to people's prejudice And then they redirect their lack of self respect Towards a visible target a visible target You seem to have forgotten that the apple has always been rotten and that black people are not the cause of your problems Black people are not the cause of your problems Black people are not the cause of your problems We're often told that this country's bursting at the seams. We're never told that there are in fact more people leaving than entering. Immigration has become synoymous with black people. Yet over sixty per cent of immigrants are white Things were good in the good olden days they say Jobs in the factories ( economic slaves! ) We kept our doors open right throughout the day ( But the poverty was such That there was nothing to nick anyway! ) That there was nothing to nick anyway! ) Common sense-misinformation received By the common man You've been just as deceived An effect that was planned by the powers that be A most effective tool for division and rule And people of different cultural persuasions start to develop hindered relations So what can be done to dissipate the friction? Gotta seperate the facts, yes the facts from the fiction. Enough is enough. Immigration must stop. This country's bursting at the seams. This country's going to the wogs! Oh, the Sun has got its facts wrong Hip,hip,hooray ( ?! ) The Sun has got its facts wrong and it's fucking up my day ... got its facts wrong and it's fucking up my day A race war That's what they're fighting for Rivers of blood is what they want By claiming influx, a flood or a swamp- There ain't no influx, a flood or a swamp! All this talk about housing Just a method of arousing bad feeling Appealing to people's prejudice And then they redirect their lack of self respect Towards a visible target a visible target You seem to have forgotten that the apple has always been rotten and that black people are not the cause of your problems Black people are not the cause of your problems Ah , I , I don't know ..... Oh, the Sun has got its facts wrong Hip,hip,hooray ( ?! ) The Sun has got its facts wrong and it's fucking up my day ... got its facts wrong and it's fucking up my day Pagal ki na bole? Chagal ki na khai? |
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| 3. |
| 7:03 |
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For the consciousness of the nation
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation: The music we make It cuts across borders We never make music to someone else's orders Plenty of issues on the agenda if you want to lend a helping hand You're always told to shut up and dance But you have to change this-take a chance Turn the tables, We know you're able Don't just consume Make your own tune. The music, we use it We're making a stand I wouldn't call this a green and pleasant land A conscious response is what we demand Challenge the system and those in command Express your opinion It's your domain If you fail to do this You are partly to blame My heart is beating No retreat The battle continues We'll suffer no defeat This war you've been waging It's time we were raging In our minds And on the streets Sample this It's an education The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation Look around you, yeah Open your mind Check it out, tell me what you find Here to document a situation The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation Hope and glory A myth of the tories We're here to tell you a different story Here to readress the situation The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation A rapper i may be But packaged I'm not I'll slip through the noose before you tie the knot This work in progress not slick but rough Breaking all records Twelve inches ain't enough Sample this It's an education The sounds of the original, the original .... We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic The only 'e' we use is electric An Asian background that's what's reflected But this millitant vibe ain't what you expected With your liberal minds You patronise our culture Scanning the surface like vultures With your tourist mentality we're still the natives You multicultural but we're anti-racist We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic The only 'e' we use is electric And we cry Them coulda never escape Disya judgement ...... |
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| 4. |
| 6:27 |
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Ami Bidrohi!
I the Rebel Warrior I have risen alone With my head held high I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed no longer reach the sky When the sound of the sword of the oppressor no longer rings in battle Hear my warcry! I'm hear to teach you a lesson I'm hear to torture your soul I'm the itch in your side That's got out of control 'Gonna prey on your conscience You'll be praying for forgiveness Seen all the evidence No longer need a witness So take my word man Here's my sentence One hundred thousand years of repentance. Check my anger, it's real Ain't no token I'll be satisfied only when your back's been broken It's my burning ambition to burn down your empire Man I'll be building you a funeral pyre The fire in my eyes If looks coulda kill I won't be satisfied until I've had my fill. Check my anger, it's real Ain't no token I'll be satisfied only when your back's been broken Ami Bidrohi! I the Rebel Warrior I have risen alone With my head held high I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed no longer reach the sky When the sound of the sword of the oppressor no longer rings in battle Hear my warcry! Repetitive beats beating against your skull I'll be striking you down to the sounds of the wardrum The doum! The doum of the dhol taking its toll Null and void is what you've become An underground army with my brothers and sisters Hand to hand fighting building up a resistance Repetitive beats beating against your skull Null and void is what you've become Ami Bidrohi! I the Rebel Warrior I have risen alone With my head held high I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed no longer reach the sky When the sound of the sword of the oppressor no longer rings in battle Hear my warcry! Null and void is what you've become Take the long train to Bombay Dark ask the tombs came Your christmas set You won the freedom to forget Feeling good,vibration Which need to another nation Taking hurray taking hurray |
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| 5. |
| 7:06 |
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Take the long train to Bombay
Duck as the tunnels came Tune in your crystal set You've won the freedom to forget You've won the freedom to forget Feeling good migrations Tuned in to the mother nation Taking her aim Changing your name Now we're nomads That stay in one place Not a country Not a face Standing out but still like ghosts Long-term guests Ungracious hosts Re-written history A sleepy slavery Those sweet sweet sweet machines Senfling, selling Good migrations Tuned in to the mother nation Taking her aim Rearranging the chains .... The nine year old boy who had wanted to be white Set out on the journey from loneliness to pride Hostile environments along the way A slowly changing landscape But a steady stream of consciousness rising A steady stream of consciousness rising This is the journey from loneliness to pride No longer any need to hide .... Struggle to live And we cry struggle to survive Struggla, struggla, struggla, struggla Just to stay alive In the jungle you either do or you die You got to be aware You got to have the jungle eye .... |
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| 6. |
| 6:44 |
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I grab the mic
To commence with the mic check Supply rhymes, man you've never heard yet You never thought an Asian could do this Well you're wrong Wrong again Hardcore! That's what I wanna be All over the white world Yes they'll remember me Don't look at me as an Innocent bystander Because I'll scare you after dark ... Master D Adlib Paki bashing That's what I call fucking racism And you can tell I'm a fucking Paki lover Day to day Night to night Persecution with a capital P Racism with a capital R Man I've seen your scar I've seen your scar You expect me to sympathise The hell no! You don't know the price that we're paying Master D Adlib What you see is no mirage Asian guys and girls comin large Straight from the East Tough! And coming like a beast Guys who are very keen and showing ability Tranquility, we have the audacity Speaking out 'Cos there's no doubt about that Another critical rhyne Make you wanna look Observe it It's like a comic book Coming from the place with the capital B I'll let you guess- No let me tell you: The B and the A and the N and the G and the L and the A with a word called Desh Sums up the country The word and the place called Bangladesh So you never contest Yes you thought I couldn't do it I'm not a Black man This time it's an Asian Some fear the white man Some fear the Ku Klux Klan But they ain't up to no good Brother brother, sister sister Yes if your miss or if your mister Listen to this rap It's Asian guys coming correct Way back in the sixties Our fathers, our mothers They suffered a lot for us They couldn't say much They couldn't do much 'cos of the fear of getting beat up But now it's the nineties We're not babies no more You know the score that we live for Our fathers, our mothers They brought us up to be tough We don't stand for any bullshit We don't give a damn Even if you're superman Strong culture is what you see in our eyes Not just tough guys. Master D Adlib |
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| 7. |
| 5:26 |
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The police a chase we
The beast can't catch me When I see his big stick him deal me a lick Tower Hamlets Nine have to go free Not even a fine for the Tower Hamlets Nine Youth Connection Stop this infection Defenfing defending defending the community Some fascists in Brick Lane looking for a fight Police doing nothing: One rule for Black One rule for White ADF, we're about to strike Time is getting short Elections in May Give the fascist man a gunshot That's the only way There are many different languages spoken in this land But only one language that the fascist understand Why don't you Kick the fuckers in the head Kick the fuckers in the head Why don't you? Master D Adlib " Every institution in this city, right is prejudiced against us There's no accountability There's no servant of the Police Force Or his DI or whatever Who is accountable for his attitudes" Our parents had to sit tight Weren't allowed to fight back physically just a mental strain Restraint! Now I think I've found a remedy to this recurring pain Not passive but resistant Your assumptions were wrong: Like coffee without milk ( ! ) Too black to strong For too many years man you've had your fun Now it's time Now it's time For us to hit and run 'Cos we're second generation but we're not second class Now the wrath of the Asian will hit you like a blast Now the wrath of the Asian will hit you like a blast In this time there is no justice or peace In this time there is no trust in the police Quddus Ali saw no justice or peace Altab Ali saw no justice or peace Stephen Lawrence saw no justice or peace Too many people still waiting for release Master D Adlib |
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| 8. |
| 4:57 |
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Tu meri me tera
You are mine and I am yours Standing together side by side I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide Stick with me in this time of insanity Working together to survive this reality Without you I don't think I could bear Belief in myself man You take me there You see me as I am And what I wanna be The hopes for myself Yes you are the key And when I'm on the mic I don't have to chat shit Guns or cars or the size of my prick Your inspiration makes me rap wisely Like Tunes for a cold ( ! ) You make me think clearly Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness Asian brothers come listen to me Respect your sisters if you wanna be free I will never forget the love you have given Sacrificed for the life we are living the greatest wealth that no-one can steal No amount of wickedness woulda stand in your way I will never forget how you struggled to allow us to see a better day. Standing together side by side I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide Stick with me in this time of insanity Working together to survive this reality Without you I don't think I could bear Belief in myself man You take me there You see me as I am And what I wanna be The hopes for myself Yes you are the key And when I'm on the mic I don't have to chat shit Guns or cars or the size of my prick Your inspiration makes me rap wisely Like Tunes for a cold ( ! ) You make me think clearly Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness Asian brothers come listen to me Respect your sisters if you wanna be free |
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| 9. |
| 4:18 |
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Spread power with words
The gold that you stole The pillage and the plunder Is it any wonder that we're here? It ain't no mystery The fecting and the shooting That's the real history We're only here 'cos you were there Consequences of your global pillage I never had the feeling to either destroy or conquer I sift to the debris you left in your wake When you pushed us in to third place When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told you won't be able to look me in the face ..... We're only here 'cos you were there Here in England a global village Consequences of your global pillage Master D chat it up .... I sift to the debris you left in your wake When you pushed us in to third place When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told you won't be able to look me in the face ..... You treated my mother's land just like one big plantation You did this to the African You did this to the Asian Famine was caused not by god but taxation The fruits of our labour were used to build your nation Sucking us dry - our country's natural juice Yes our underdevelopment was caused by your abuse. Gonna check the missing pages We'll be adding up the numbers We'll be looking for witnesses so they can tell our brothers We'll be using the technology Jammin' with it consciously We are gonna spread power with words. |
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| 10. |
| 6:10 |
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See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind by the colour of my skin See me, hear me But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind by the colour of my skin ADF back with a lyrical death threat With you ignorant attitudes what the fuck did you expect? We'll mash up your stereo with a typical body blow Asian distortion Better tread it with caution Better treat it with caution ... Eyes permanently closed You tell me everything's alright Chemical escape You're desensitised Sitting cross-legged with your joss sticks and your flutes Just taking and faking what's easy: No respect for our roots See me , hear me But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind be the colour of my skin ADF back with a lyrical death threat With you ignorant attitudes what the fuck did you expect? We'll mash up your stereo with a typical body blow Asian distortion Better tread it with caution Better treat it with caution ... Many noises and voices And messages in the blender Yes I speak out to many 'Cos it's a bigger agenda But preach to the converted is what you say we do Show them to me man I don't see them, do you ? .... Everbody talking man they're now talking about say it's the junglistic sound that is coming around And if you choosa di sound And a fuse a it down From top to bottom create your own obsession Master Deeder- that is my name And I'm kicking all the way all the way for the fame We four brothers- one of a kind Like no other you will find Millitant scientists Yes, that's what we are No we're never gonna be laid back Too busy dodging your attack ADF here to kick your arse again We'll give you bass in your face And we're gonna offend Peace ! See me, hear me But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind by the colour of my skin See me, hear me But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind by the colour of my skin ADF back with a lyrical death threat With you ignorant attitudes what the fuck did you expect? We'll mash up your stereo with a typical body blow Asian distortion Better tread it with caution Better treat it with caution ... See me, hear me But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind by the colour of my skin See me, hear me But still you try to box me in You think you know my mind by the colour of my skin .... |
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