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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
You cannot be certain,
You cannot be sure. All those times that I took for granted left me wanting more. Now that I've awoken, I'm ready to adore Though my heart is broken I'm wiser than before. Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. You can be disheartened, Made a fool again. You can't see the future, And who knows how this ends. Now I hear you calling, The dance has just begun. Head and heals I'm falling are you gonna be the one? Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. Tell dem already but we tell dem again. Tell dem already but we tell dem again, How she left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. Tell dem already but we tell dem again. Tell dem already but we tell dem again, How she left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. She left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. The angel on my shoulder. She left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Got a time,
A place, To leave without a trace. You got a song, A taste of what's to come. You had it all in your palm, Till I raised the alarm and I won't keep calm no more as I endure this. I get a little irate, They say "what you stressed out for?" I get a little heartache, It don't get no easier. Locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. Got the soul, the skill, you don't know how to heal. You've got to feel all my empathy. You get a little heartache, They say your pride is torn, You're too young to feel this numb. You're locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. Far from over. Far from over. Far from over. You don't realise what you're havin' aside, Is locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. Guess you tried to keep it cool, Even though, even though, Love is never equal, Yes I know yes I know. Guess you tried to keep it cool, Even though, even though, You don't realise what you have inside, Is locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Police, won't you grant me my release?
I should be a freeman now at least, I'm no robber I'm no thief. I should be a freeman on the street. A freeman on the street. Hey little darlin you sleep tight. I'm a be a little late tonight. Found myself in a situation, Lost my temper and my patience. It's the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings. I never trouble nobody, I never trouble no one. Police, you mista officer! Won't you grant me my release? I should be a freeman now at least, Whi ya pressure mi for aye? I'm no robber I'm no thief. I should be a freeman on the street. A freeman on the street. Now baby I have some news, They say my bail was refused. But I will see you someday, somehow in someway. It's the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings. I never trouble nobody, I never trouble no one. Police, you mista officer! Won't you grant me my release? I should be a freeman now at least, Whi ya pressure mi for aye? I'm no robber I'm no thief. A freeman on the street. Solitary soldier I'm candid I told ya, It landed me humbled and reprimanded, I man demanded my last phone call, Without much success at all. They say I'm a criminal but the wicked must fall. Freedom gone and we still stand tall. Dem say "freeze!!" and we say; "What for? We already have respect for da law" So... Police, you mista officer! Won't you grant me my release? I should be a freeman now at least, Whi ya pressure mi for aye? I'm no robber I'm no thief. I should be a freeman on the street. A freeman on the street. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Baby you don't know me,
I don't know you, But I'd like to. Come a little closer let me put my arms around ya. I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Now just imagine all the times we could be havin', Are you gonna cater for a smooth little operator? I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Baby I keep it real, You don't know yet but you soon will. Come a little nearer and I'm sure you'll see things clearer. Its time for you to shake that attitude. And start to realise, That I wont wait till sunrise. I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Baby you don't know me, I don't know you, But I'd like to. Come a little closer let me put my arms around ya. I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Yes, yes, greetings.
You see from you over my tation, We look back pon history and find a mission. In my life. There are certain, Things that you don't know about me. My whole life searching for the right words and they fail me. So what are we into? Am I in to deep to run to these man glances? I think I'll take my chances thank you. No way, Will the voice of the fire in my heart be mute. Some say, That I try to hard in my youth. Some day, These words will be the proof, I only tell the truth to you and anyone else who Is in my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. I am hurting, But I wont close the curtain, On this sweet show for those who are hardworking. Don't let love abuse you, I've seen what you've turned into. Take advantage when opportunity advances. No way, Will the voice of the fire in my heart be mute. Some say, That I try to hard in my youth. Some day, These words will be the proof, I only tell the truth to you and anyone else who Is in my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. A place where the softly spoken are beaten and broken, And rows of prose are written and it shows. Wheter the buildings have feelings in those many walls and ceilings and stairways revealing, A place where divided together once resided, Where machines collided with warriors who guided and inspired movements that decided freedom and wondered, And wondered like you and I did. And even with my open eyelids I'm still blinded, I find it hard to see the reasons behind it. So you tell the intelligence go to hell with their insolence. I blend rough neck elements with eloquence. Its evident and it soon becomes clear, The price of success is too dear. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Yes I am the boy,
Who once worshipped you. As you seemed to destroy the ground beneath you. No more am I, A part of the cycle, Or the boy who once worshipped you. They don't know, Cause they don't know you like I do. You say you're back now and you, You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in the background, You're in the background. Yes I know you've travelled, Over seas and rivers. But you cant come back now for there are no bridges. There's a trail of sorrow, That you revealed to, The eyes of a boy, Who once worshipped you. They don't know, Cause they don't know you like I do. You say you're back now and you, You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in the background, You're in the background. You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you. You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in the background. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
See the nation through the people's eyes,
See tears that flow like rivers from the skies. Where it seems there are only border-lines, Where others turn and sigh, You shall rise. You shall rise. There's disaster in your past, Boundaries in your path. What you desire will lift you higher. You don't have to be extraordinary just forgiving, Of those who never heard your cries. You shall rise. You shall rise. And look towards the skies. Where others fail you'll prevail in time. You shall rise. Awu indoda yam Hayi bayibulele bo Hayi indoda yam Hayi ababanda bam Ukubu izi ingane zabo zodlala zibuzuswa Ingane ezindane zabo zodlala zibuziswa You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You shall rise. You shall rise. You shall rise. Sooner or later we must try living. Ingane ezindane zabo zodlala zibuziswa You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low See the nation through the people's eyes, See tears that flow like rivers from the skies. Where it seems there are only border-lines, Where others turn and sigh, You shall rise. You shall rise. You shall rise. You shall rise. You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low Sooner or later we must try living. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Memories of,
Memories of Soweto. Sing whoa, From London to Soweto, A street soul in the ghetto. Back from the West Indies, When I'm in the city let my mind echo, Memories of Soweto. And anywhere that we go, I'm letting you know, The walk of a street soul. Look man, I was born there. I mean bred there. I mean without the bread. Viva was all I had. The people sang Amandla and the streets were red. Liberation was a dream that we never had. As I took a back seat on my mumma's back, And I looked over the shoulder and I saw the hurt. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. Sing whoa, From London to Soweto, A street soul in the ghetto. Back from the West Indies, When I'm in the city let my mind echo, Memories of Soweto. And anywhere that we go, I'm letting you know, The walk of a street soul. I stepped off a jet plane I'm in S.A once again, With the faces of change and the feelings' the same. And the lines on my hands are as free as this land. But it wasn't always so, Still reminds me of home. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of Soweto. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of Soweto. What our memories in times of, Inspired I exemplify. From London to Soweto, A street soul in the ghetto. Back from the West Indies, When I'm in the city let my mind echo, Memories of Soweto. And anywhere that we go, I'm letting you know, The walk of a street soul. What our memories in times of, Inspired I exemplify. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. What our memories in times of, Inspired I exemplify. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems.
Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Work it out. And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. From the beginning there was war and sinning and it seems like nothing has changed. Bombs are dropping on Iraq and Lebanon, (Its like) Vietnam all over again. Days ago a bredrin that I know, Tell me dat he cyan tek no more. Bombs are dropping on Iraq and Lebanon and everywhere it seems like war. And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? From now on I'm not fighting fair, Its guerilla warfare, It's been 400 years of my people's tears. I'm like Shaka with a hungry spear, Asilwe ke, ng'fikile ke (let's go ahead and fight, I have arrived) Mina ng'uqhaqha 'maqiniso, uBaba ung'biza uCath'impi (I'm the truth revealer, my father calls me Fighter Instigator) uBhambhatha Ka Manciza lo ongijoja ngomkhonto (the one who pierced me with a spear) Once a slave and now a brave, I got my army in the cave. Asilwe ke, ng'fikile ke (let's go ahead and fight, I have arrived) And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. I dont wanna see you fall. I dont wanna see you hurt at all. See you fall. I dont wanna see you fall. I dont wanna see you hurt at all. See you fall. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Excuse me where you from?
I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. It's alright, I'm the innocent type you can talk to. It's ok, The inquisitive type don't walk away. I sing ahhhhhhhh. I sing ahhhhhhhh. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. Familiar vibe within you, It's what I recognize. Familiar vibe within you, Makes me sing ahhhhhhhh, Sing ahhhhhhhh. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through.
Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through. Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. You used to know me, How things have changed, Now that I walk these streets again. And of course the same man that I was, All those years before. If I had to love you, I know what I'll say, All over again. If I had to love you, I know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. Things have changed, How things have changed. Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through. Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through. Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. Only memories of before, Sweet island you know I'm yours. In my homeland, Is where my lady was. If I had a chance And I had to love you. Know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. If I had to love you, I know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. Things have changed, How things have changed. If I had to love you. If I had to love you. If I had to love you, Know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. If I had to love you, I know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. Things have changed. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
You cannot be certain,
You cannot be sure. All those times that I took for granted left me wanting more. Now that I've awoken, I'm ready to adore Though my heart is broken I'm wiser than before. Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. You can be disheartened, Made a fool again. You can't see the future, And who knows how this ends. Now I hear you calling, The dance has just begun. Head and heals I'm falling are you gonna be the one? Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. Tell dem already but we tell dem again. Tell dem already but we tell dem again, How she left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. Tell dem already but we tell dem again. Tell dem already but we tell dem again, How she left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. She left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. The angel on my shoulder. She left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
You cannot be certain,
You cannot be sure. All those times that I took for granted left me wanting more. Now that I've awoken, I'm ready to adore Though my heart is broken I'm wiser than before. Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. You can be disheartened, Made a fool again. You can't see the future, And who knows how this ends. Now I hear you calling, The dance has just begun. Head and heals I'm falling are you gonna be the one? Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. Tell dem already but we tell dem again. Tell dem already but we tell dem again, How she left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. Tell dem already but we tell dem again. Tell dem already but we tell dem again, How she left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. Won't somebody tell me where is love? I know when I see her face, She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered. Where is Love? And why does it hurt so much? And will I measure up if I get to hold her? The angel on my shoulder. She left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. The angel on my shoulder. She left me and she gaan her way. She left me and she gaan her way. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Got a time,
A place, To leave without a trace. You got a song, A taste of what's to come. You had it all in your palm, Till I raised the alarm and I won't keep calm no more as I endure this. I get a little irate, They say "what you stressed out for?" I get a little heartache, It don't get no easier. Locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. Got the soul, the skill, you don't know how to heal. You've got to feel all my empathy. You get a little heartache, They say your pride is torn, You're too young to feel this numb. You're locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. Far from over. Far from over. Far from over. You don't realise what you're havin' aside, Is locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. Guess you tried to keep it cool, Even though, even though, Love is never equal, Yes I know yes I know. Guess you tried to keep it cool, Even though, even though, You don't realise what you have inside, Is locked away. So what do you do it for? In your hallways and cellars a fallout shelter. Such a waste. Where do you go from here? In you dark days just you remember, It's far from over. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Police, won't you grant me my release?
I should be a freeman now at least, I'm no robber I'm no thief. I should be a freeman on the street. A freeman on the street. Hey little darlin you sleep tight. I'm a be a little late tonight. Found myself in a situation, Lost my temper and my patience. It's the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings. I never trouble nobody, I never trouble no one. Police, you mista officer! Won't you grant me my release? I should be a freeman now at least, Whi ya pressure mi for aye? I'm no robber I'm no thief. I should be a freeman on the street. A freeman on the street. Now baby I have some news, They say my bail was refused. But I will see you someday, somehow in someway. It's the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings. I never trouble nobody, I never trouble no one. Police, you mista officer! Won't you grant me my release? I should be a freeman now at least, Whi ya pressure mi for aye? I'm no robber I'm no thief. A freeman on the street. Solitary soldier I'm candid I told ya, It landed me humbled and reprimanded, I man demanded my last phone call, Without much success at all. They say I'm a criminal but the wicked must fall. Freedom gone and we still stand tall. Dem say "freeze!!" and we say; "What for? We already have respect for da law" So... Police, you mista officer! Won't you grant me my release? I should be a freeman now at least, Whi ya pressure mi for aye? I'm no robber I'm no thief. I should be a freeman on the street. A freeman on the street. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Baby you don't know me,
I don't know you, But I'd like to. Come a little closer let me put my arms around ya. I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Now just imagine all the times we could be havin', Are you gonna cater for a smooth little operator? I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Baby I keep it real, You don't know yet but you soon will. Come a little nearer and I'm sure you'll see things clearer. Its time for you to shake that attitude. And start to realise, That I wont wait till sunrise. I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Baby you don't know me, I don't know you, But I'd like to. Come a little closer let me put my arms around ya. I got real life stories, If only you'd believe me. I got you love inside me, I'm not another brother wasting time. Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? Chance on love, What you got to lose? |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Yes, yes, greetings.
You see from you over my tation, We look back pon history and find a mission. In my life. There are certain, Things that you don't know about me. My whole life searching for the right words and they fail me. So what are we into? Am I in to deep to run to these man glances? I think I'll take my chances thank you. No way, Will the voice of the fire in my heart be mute. Some say, That I try to hard in my youth. Some day, These words will be the proof, I only tell the truth to you and anyone else who Is in my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. I am hurting, But I wont close the curtain, On this sweet show for those who are hardworking. Don't let love abuse you, I've seen what you've turned into. Take advantage when opportunity advances. No way, Will the voice of the fire in my heart be mute. Some say, That I try to hard in my youth. Some day, These words will be the proof, I only tell the truth to you and anyone else who Is in my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. A place where the softly spoken are beaten and broken, And rows of prose are written and it shows. Wheter the buildings have feelings in those many walls and ceilings and stairways revealing, A place where divided together once resided, Where machines collided with warriors who guided and inspired movements that decided freedom and wondered, And wondered like you and I did. And even with my open eyelids I'm still blinded, I find it hard to see the reasons behind it. So you tell the intelligence go to hell with their insolence. I blend rough neck elements with eloquence. Its evident and it soon becomes clear, The price of success is too dear. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. In my life me haffi deal wid nuff trouble and strife. In my time, In my time me haffin go out and tek whats mine me nah go wait in line. In my life. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Yes I am the boy,
Who once worshipped you. As you seemed to destroy the ground beneath you. No more am I, A part of the cycle, Or the boy who once worshipped you. They don't know, Cause they don't know you like I do. You say you're back now and you, You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in the background, You're in the background. Yes I know you've travelled, Over seas and rivers. But you cant come back now for there are no bridges. There's a trail of sorrow, That you revealed to, The eyes of a boy, Who once worshipped you. They don't know, Cause they don't know you like I do. You say you're back now and you, You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in the background, You're in the background. You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you. You say you want me, I don't believe you. Cause I'm on track now. You're in the background. You say you want me, Do you really? I don't believe you, Nor do I need you, Cause you're in the background. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
See the nation through the people's eyes,
See tears that flow like rivers from the skies. Where it seems there are only border-lines, Where others turn and sigh, You shall rise. You shall rise. There's disaster in your past, Boundaries in your path. What you desire will lift you higher. You don't have to be extraordinary just forgiving, Of those who never heard your cries. You shall rise. You shall rise. And look towards the skies. Where others fail you'll prevail in time. You shall rise. Awu indoda yam Hayi bayibulele bo Hayi indoda yam Hayi ababanda bam Ukubu izi ingane zabo zodlala zibuzuswa Ingane ezindane zabo zodlala zibuziswa You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You shall rise. You shall rise. You shall rise. Sooner or later we must try living. Ingane ezindane zabo zodlala zibuziswa You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low See the nation through the people's eyes, See tears that flow like rivers from the skies. Where it seems there are only border-lines, Where others turn and sigh, You shall rise. You shall rise. You shall rise. You shall rise. You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low You may never know if you lay low lay low Sooner or later we must try living. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Memories of,
Memories of Soweto. Sing whoa, From London to Soweto, A street soul in the ghetto. Back from the West Indies, When I'm in the city let my mind echo, Memories of Soweto. And anywhere that we go, I'm letting you know, The walk of a street soul. Look man, I was born there. I mean bred there. I mean without the bread. Viva was all I had. The people sang Amandla and the streets were red. Liberation was a dream that we never had. As I took a back seat on my mumma's back, And I looked over the shoulder and I saw the hurt. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. Sing whoa, From London to Soweto, A street soul in the ghetto. Back from the West Indies, When I'm in the city let my mind echo, Memories of Soweto. And anywhere that we go, I'm letting you know, The walk of a street soul. I stepped off a jet plane I'm in S.A once again, With the faces of change and the feelings' the same. And the lines on my hands are as free as this land. But it wasn't always so, Still reminds me of home. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of Soweto. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of. Sing whoa, Sing oh, Sing yeh. Memories of Soweto. What our memories in times of, Inspired I exemplify. From London to Soweto, A street soul in the ghetto. Back from the West Indies, When I'm in the city let my mind echo, Memories of Soweto. And anywhere that we go, I'm letting you know, The walk of a street soul. What our memories in times of, Inspired I exemplify. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. What our memories in times of, Inspired I exemplify. Mumma let me kill this song for you, After all these years this is Uhuru. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems.
Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Work it out. And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. From the beginning there was war and sinning and it seems like nothing has changed. Bombs are dropping on Iraq and Lebanon, (Its like) Vietnam all over again. Days ago a bredrin that I know, Tell me dat he cyan tek no more. Bombs are dropping on Iraq and Lebanon and everywhere it seems like war. And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? From now on I'm not fighting fair, Its guerilla warfare, It's been 400 years of my people's tears. I'm like Shaka with a hungry spear, Asilwe ke, ng'fikile ke (let's go ahead and fight, I have arrived) Mina ng'uqhaqha 'maqiniso, uBaba ung'biza uCath'impi (I'm the truth revealer, my father calls me Fighter Instigator) uBhambhatha Ka Manciza lo ongijoja ngomkhonto (the one who pierced me with a spear) Once a slave and now a brave, I got my army in the cave. Asilwe ke, ng'fikile ke (let's go ahead and fight, I have arrived) And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? And they say they're trying to work it out, But they dont know just how or why. And it really seems preordained, And my friends are far away, And I wonder if they're ok, And I wonder if the times have changed, And I thought that I saw your face. Are you safe? Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. Mek we know where we going. Shake ya limbs to da rhythms hymns and poems. I dont wanna see you fall. I dont wanna see you hurt at all. See you fall. I dont wanna see you fall. I dont wanna see you hurt at all. See you fall. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Excuse me where you from?
I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. It's alright, I'm the innocent type you can talk to. It's ok, The inquisitive type don't walk away. I sing ahhhhhhhh. I sing ahhhhhhhh. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. Familiar vibe within you, It's what I recognize. Familiar vibe within you, Makes me sing ahhhhhhhh, Sing ahhhhhhhh. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. Excuse me where you from? I definitely know you. A chance I could be wrong. And you are a stranger. Before I move along, Tell me where I know you from. Maybe I am mistaken, Maybe you'll stay a stranger. |
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from Mattafix - Rhythm & Hymns (2007)
Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through.
Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through. Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. You used to know me, How things have changed, Now that I walk these streets again. And of course the same man that I was, All those years before. If I had to love you, I know what I'll say, All over again. If I had to love you, I know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. Things have changed, How things have changed. Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through. Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. Gal me try fi love ya but me cyan get through. Now you haffi tell me why fi do. Gal me try up to now me just cyan get no bligh, Haffi ask de question why. Only memories of before, Sweet island you know I'm yours. In my homeland, Is where my lady was. If I had a chance And I had to love you. Know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. If I had to love you, I know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. Things have changed, How things have changed. If I had to love you. If I had to love you. If I had to love you, Know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. If I had to love you, I know what I'd do. I know what I'll say, All over again. Things have changed. |
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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Signs Of A Struggle (2007)
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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from Mattafix - Big City Life (2005)
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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from Mattafix - Big City Life (2005)
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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from Mattafix - Big City Life (2005)
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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from Mattafix - Big City Life (2005)
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. Big city life, Try fi get by, Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try. Big city life, 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. 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. Big city life, Try fi get by, Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try. Big city life, My heart have no base, And right now Babylon de pon me case. Soon our work is done, All of us one by one. Still we live our lives, As if all this stuff survives. 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. 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. 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. Big city life, Try fi get by, Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try. Big city life, My heart have no base, And right now Babylon de pon me case. 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. Big city life, Try fi get by, Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try. Big city life, My heart have no base, And right now Babylon de pon me case. |