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fell in love in summer
Joined together hand in hand and married in the winter
The years went by and they're working hard
Cars, and children, houses
the death appears
Day by day, her children gets to see that life ain't fair
They close her schools
And no one even seems to care
Grave plots, have now become
From Mississippi Chicago from Palestine to Congo
Screaming liberation til I'm sore its hard to swallow
If they do this today then what they gonna do
and I see children with a knife
Martin tell you likkle fool the golden rude boy it ain´t nice
Jondo stop dem Jah Jah fe cure dem
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build they knew
From the Congo to the sands of Sudan
To the jungles of Somalia dynamite mafias
Make millions from the black children
Locked in the system
Do you see the children down by the river, their spirits soar high
Tanks roll out on the border, artillery lights up the sky
I see them playing games
1er couplet
African people me ya chant by your side
Free up yourself and free up your mind
Me no want no blood sheed for babylona
Try to escape
that I'm not like a guy I knew one time
He lost the one he loved then slowly lost his mind
He sat around and cried his life away
Lucky me I'm only crying
that he does, and it doesn't matter why, because he's going to die.
Okay, he was bit by a dog last week, that's why he limps. Okay? And it wasn't his
of the low
From darkened children
Priceless gold was had
Diamonds mined by captives
Built a throne
Enflared nostrils breathed
The jungle air
But not for
rappers of everything that scared them as children
They call me show stopper
No opera singer has hit the exact pitch, I spit my flow out of
Taught
(And we'll go)
Sweeping through the city
(Where my)
Captain has gone before
(And were going)
Sit there by the bank, By the river
(I'll tell
See these buildings
They may look nice
But they crying inside
Waiting to be revived
By the children of yahwe
By the children of yahwe
The lord is
Aung San Su Kyi will be gone and
she'll be on a T-shirt
The marketing's good
Monks are dying
Soldier children crying
We're playing bubbles
With four
the little children alone
This can't go on
There's a pen there on the dresser
By some doctor bills
And there's an unsigned letter of resignation
Under anxiety
guns down
People are dying
Children are crying
The world is over
Let's do it over
People are dying
Children are crying
The world is over
Let's do it over
and missing his children
(He didn't care one way if he lived or died)
Oh what a crying shame nobody else to blame
For one night of pleasure he had given her
It's used selectively by dehumanising entities
These so called world leaders only offer empty empathy
Fuck Rishi sunak and suella Braverman
Traitors
Stronger
Driven
Fueled by the flames in my eyes
In my eyes!
Worlds on Fire
People dying
I can see the children crying
I don't know the reasons why
Hope is
we're out of time
And it's slowly passing by ....right before our eyes
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled
I want to be somebody
I want to make a difference
Little boy caught in a drive-by
Witnessed the killer who made his daddy die,
And 'cause he
I see the people standing on the shore
I see a big chief there standing on the shore
I ask my mama what they crying for
I saw a black cloud
a living battling
Let the cries be heard before the night is gone
Hour to hour, day by day
The children have no place to play
They dream of home so far
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
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