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I, I know its only time.
Only time until, You pull the job that kills. You say you'll never do it again but you know you will. Call your boys who know the drill. It pains me to see how you get your thrill. Now time will prove, Now you have to choose, If life's the game you lose, By taking one last chance and falling, To the Gangster Blues. I, I heard the people say, You're in high demand. Well badness will follow badman. You know you only do it son cause you know you can. Another drive another gram. Well think of your family, understand. Now time will prove, Now you have to choose, If life's the game you lose, By taking one last chance and falling. You know its true, Life can be so cruel. Time won't wait for you. And I don't want my friend a victim, Of the Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Bad man and bad John from all bout. Rock it out. Me draw for me spliff not the Cocaine. Me Lef it out. Babylon ah watch me run big tings from long time. Time, time ey yeah. Burning, hustling, smuggling, Planting. Ah bare weed me deal wid and me nah touch, De hard ting. Soon done ya chattin when de war start fi happen right now. Now time will prove, Now you have to choose, If life's the game you lose, By taking one last chance and falling, To the Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. Gangster Blues. |
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Big City Life,
Me try fi get by, Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try. Big City Life, Here my heart have no base, And right now Babylon de pon me case. People in a show, All lined in a row. We just push on by, Its funny, How hard we try. Take a moment to relax. Before you do anything rash. Don't you wanna know me?, Be a friend of mine. I'll share some wisdom with you. Don't you ever get lonely, From time to time Don't let the system get you down Chorus Soon our work is done, All of us one by one. Still we live our lives, As if all this stuff survives. I take a moment to relax, Before I do anything rash. Bridge The Linguist across the seas and the oceans, A permanent Itinerant is what I've chosen. I find myself in Big City prison, arisen from the vision of man kind. Designed, to keep me discreetly neatly in the corner, you'll find me with the flora and the fauna and the hardship. Back a yard is where my heart is still I find it hard to depart this Big City Life. |
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She said no words when I chose to stand away.
In the background of my mind when the sun rose I chose the shade. Never wanted never needed all the priceless things to say. But I know that time alone was overdue. I know time alone was overdue. Overdue. Overdue. Overdue. At times rock stone is the only bed that's made. So I have the faith come what will come what may. Passer by in pain. She read the words that I chose to throw her way. And the times they were laden with hesitation that I made. And if you're ever my endeavour once again then I'll be changed, But I know that it aint so my hope refrains. My hope refrains. My hope refrains. At times rock stone is the only bed that's made. So I have the faith come what will come what may. And when I rise alone, I don't feel the same. So I have the faith come what will come what may. Passer by in pain. |
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They always told me,
In the beginning, There was life and there was sin. That was only a story to explain the state we're in. You got a life that's not your own. You need to take care of your home. Got a calling, Get some feeling. You got a family now. Now do you think you're too cool, For the only one that wants you? Wants to be loved by you, And everyone around you. Can you even entertain the thought that it's yourself to blame? I know that it's killing you just to hear this from me. I always warned you, When life is upon you, Struggle from here on in. Heavy moments, Lose your focus and fail to breath in. It's not the place or the time for you to stop. And change you mind. Got to hold it down. You got a family now, Stand and be proud. Now do you think you're too cool, For the only one that wants you? Wants to be loved by you, And everyone around you. Can you even entertain the thought that it's yourself to blame? I know that it's killing you just to hear this from me. I know that it's killing you to hear this from me. You got the one of a kind, And that's all you should mind. How much life will you claim? You're ideas need to change. And all I came to say. Identifies with the pain they feel as a family name. Now do you think you're too cool, For the only one that wants you? Wants to be loved by you, And everyone around you. Can you even entertain the thought that it's yourself to blame? I know that it's killing you just to hear this from me. |
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All I wanted was to live without the middleman.
All you needed was a chance to say, "I told you so". When you're cold and battered all you want is to know you matter to someone. And I had to throw away all the plans we made and now these days. With marks against my shoulders I feel like I'm older than I am. All I want right now is to be my own child. Do you think it makes me a better man just to know I can be alone a while? And I had to throw away all the plans we made and now these days. With marks against my shoulders I feel like I'm older than I am. I am. |
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In so many ways,
I'm not a fighter I'm a lover. This aint the old days. And I'm a 21st century brother. And if you don't know, Who I am you will never know. You don't know, You so you try to keep it on a down low. Unless you, Wanna tell me when I ask you... Who am I to you? Your mamma don't know. Your daddy aint sure. Who am I to you? Everybody you know, Pass me straight on the road. Now I'd like to know, Who am I to you? The sun is going down, And the streets are getting empty. I'm a stranger in your town, I'll be a friend if you would let me. And if you don't know, Who I am you will never know. You don't know, You so you try to keep it on a down low. Unless you, Wanna tell me when I ask you... Who am I to you? Your mamma don't know. Your daddy aint sure. Who am I to you? Everybody you know, Pass me straight on the road. Now I'd like to know, Who am I to you? Who am I to you? Your mamma don't know. Your daddy aint sure. Who am I to you? Everybody you know, Pass me straight on the road. Now I'd like to know, Who am I to you? |
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Did I ever call for your fame?
Why do we fight in your name? Is it really true that you're there? Do you ever answer my prayers? We are calling for change, Why don't you come back again? Why do you spread love uneven? This is not what I believe in. Do I have the right, To write this down? Without heresy pointing a finger at me. Rights? We don't have no more. In this catastrophe, Of a 21st century war. Did I ever call for your fame? Why do we fight in your name? Is it really true that you're there? Do you ever answer my prayers? We are calling for change, Why don't you come back again? Why do you spread love uneven? This is not what I believe in. Turn and let your gaze burn over yonder, A young man stern with the hunger, Who never puts asunder, The late night thoughts and the wonder. Writing is a lightening speech is a thunder. Kid, I'm misinterpreted like a Marxist. The scared will ask this, Impartial vocabulary martial artist. Practice verbal Ti-Chi and pilates. Da Linguist, the proper opportunist. Quick to drop a new list of rhymes which revue this, Right wind stifling that we're suffering, Far from enlightening it's frightening usher in, A new type of verbal well being. As your talks are warped by a canopy of entropy, Enter the Linguist who eventually, With a dismaying display of rhyme slaying advances. The impartial vocabulary martial artist. Did I ever call for your fame? Why do we fight in your name? Is it really true that you're there? Do you ever answer my prayers? We are calling for change, Why don't you come back again? Why do you spread love uneven? This is not what I believe in. Do I have the right, To write this down? Without heresy pointing a finger at me. Rights? We don't have no more. In this catastrophe, Of a 21st century war. Did I ever call for your fame? Why do we fight in your name? Is it really true that you're there? Do you ever answer my prayers? We are calling for change, Why don't you come back again? Why do you spread love uneven? This is not what I believe in. Did I ever call for your fame? Why do we fight in your name? Is it really true that you're there? Do you ever answer my prayers? We are calling for change, Why don't you come back again? Why do you spread love uneven? This is not what I believe in. |
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Sigh.
Head rests, A sore mind behind these red eyes. Watch the television, Sweet escapism, Game shows and racism. Headlines, War crimes behind disguised affection. All for a cause that never was. Call for a voice but all it does is sigh. Inside. Sigh. More or less, There abouts, A young man with so many doubts. I try to learn impersonating, The clever moves but I am facing, The always power-crazed, Middle aged generation. All for a cause that never was. Call for a voice but all it does is sigh. Inside. Sigh. Inside. Sigh. Blood and blame passed on to a neighbour. Continuing the chain. Deadly game of whispers. How am I to grow. The life I love I don't know. Somehow, someway. Blood and blame passed on to a neighbour. Continuing the chain. Deadly game of whispers. How am I to grow. The life I love I don't know. Somehow, someway. Blood and blame passed on to a neighbour. Continuing the chain. Deadly game of whispers. How am I to grow. The life I love I don't know. Somehow, someway. |
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The shot of the bomb in the night
Well, gimme the woman who fi love-up shi man properly Mi no wanna gal wid da wrong recipe If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality And she don't wanna trick me You never knew that you hurt me I woke to fall in love Must been 'bout 11.30 and you never tried to phone Now i'm thinking not you're dirty And now i gotta trying calm, calm down You ain't backing down, backing down From the dirtiest trick in town oh oh You're the dirtiest trick in town The shot of the bomb in the night You never let me love you, You never let me love you like i can You never let me love you, god damn You never let me love you like a man can You should never tried to fool me Don't you know i am Far from ordinary A hard working man And never let you control me Like the ones you knock, knock down Will make you back down, back down From the dirtiest trick in town You're the dirtiest trick in town Well, gimme the woman who fi love-up shi man properly Mi no wanna gal wid da wrong recipe If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality Da linguist wont be your accessory You tried to double cross me now you lost me This relationship showed proof to be costly I'm in da studio I'm flippin with the posse But all my beats sounds wrong and lyrics sound off key I lost my knack to lay down a track It took me a strong cognac to get my flow back I can't believe this is me complanin The one stamina maintaining lyrical reigning argument and excuse explaining (uh huh) You feminism ship has gone overboard (well look) You left your man ignored (well look) Lord, as the words for my vocal chords move towards your eardrums your realize You're a fraud and then some *the shot* Its just like the shot *of a bomb in the night* An explosion of insight you dirt tricks hold tight Please Gimme da woman who fi love-up shi man properly Mi no wanna gala wid da wrong recipe If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality And she don't wanna trick me You never let me love you, You never let me love you like i can You never let me love you, god damn You never let me love you like a man can Gimme da woman who fi love-up shi man properly Mi no wanna gala wid da wrong recipe If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality And she don't wanna trick me |
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Vacuum. Not even a court room. Just me in a small room, that has become a tomb.
Converted. Disadvantaged. Nothing granted. Will they ever get my message? And how soon will I have to think when allowed to? Lonely in this commune. Given away. Giving them names. I hoped you were with me. The world is far too busy now. The nation has forgotten me. Several times severed lines which means, Patience with hypocracy. Only misery. Severed ties, several lies over me. Right over me, right over me. Justice is but a promise from the dishonest. Where do I stand in all this? So long they have chosen even my opinions, while I remain forgotten. I'm evading the main thing. Frozen but ageing, while I'm left debating. Whether or not I'm worth a lot. To waste away. To have another say now. The nation has forgotten me. Several times severed lines which means, Patience with hypocracy. Only misery. Severed ties, several lies over me. Right, right over me, right, right over me. Oh, over me. But wait, wait nah man. I ever show you de scene when babylon come approach me? Man, ah long story dat you know. You see when dem wha come fight yo down fi di wrong ting, And nah protect dem end? A sign of struggle you know, a sign of struggle partner, Hol on. The nation has forgotten me. Several times severed lines which means, Patience with hypocracy. Only misery. Severed ties, several lies over me. The nation has forgotten me. Several times severed lines which means, Patience with hypocracy. Only misery, only misery. Severed ties, several lies over me. Right, right over me, right over me. |
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Why? Why do you love me?
What have I done to deserve you lately? If the poorest ones could feel this energy, They need not fear the cursed son nor the devil's night. There I lay with warmth watching over me. The favoured son on whom fortune smiled upon. Why? Why do you want me? With a past like mine I'd rather love and lose than fall in line. There I lay with warmth watching over me. The favoured son on whom fortune smiled upon. Why? Why do you want me? With a past like mine I'd rather love and lose than fall in line. |
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Went to a dance last Saturday night.
I was feeling tipsy and the mood was right. Sight a little daughter and ah step in a de corner. Cause I feel like dancing all night. But I told her, Cool down the pace for me little woman. Your dubbin it too fast for me. Cool down the pace for me little woman. That's not how it should be. I told her to try. I don't know why. She keep on trying but she can't. And so she do it how she want. And so I told her, Cool down the pace for me little woman. Your dubbin it too fast for me. Cool down the pace for me little woman. That's not how it should be. And I told her, Cool down, cool down. I told her, Cool down, cool down. Went to a dance last Saturday night. I was feeling tipsy and the mood was right. Sight a little daughter and ah step in a de corner. Cause I feel like dancing all night. And so I told her, Cool down the pace for me little woman. Your dubbin it too fast for me. Cool down the pace for me little woman. That's not how it should be. She said she would try. She just don't know why. She keep on trying but she can't. And so she do it how she want. And so I told her, Cool down the pace for me little woman. Your dubbin it too fast for me. Cool down the pace for me little woman. That's not how it should be. And I told her, Cool down, cool down. I told her, Cool down, cool down. Cool down, cool down. She said she would try. I don't know why. She keep on trying but she can't. And so she do it how she want. But I told her, Cool down the pace for me little woman. Your dubbin it too fast for me. Cool down the pace for me little woman. That's not how it should be. Cool down the pace for me little woman. Your dubbin it too fast for me. Cool down the pace for me little woman. That's not how it should be. |
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