Dan-e-o, Spidahman, Lindo P, BLESSED - Amazing lyrics

[Dan-e-o, Spidahman, Lindo P, BLESSED - Amazing lyrics]

Where does your conscience dwell since
The world's gone to hell?
Can't imagine how the people who
Were held hostage felt
Time for those songs you tell to
Be left on the shelf
Play like a website bwoy: just calm yourself
The twin towers was crumblin'
Got me steady wonderin'
What more will it take for
You to stop menial rumblin'?
How you gonna answer when the
Voice of God is thunderin'?
"What did you do with what I
Gave you to stop the sufferin'?" i mean
What's gettin' high? You could be
The next to die
What's ice when terrorism got
The world petrified?
What's having the nicest ride when
Your nation's throwin' bombs?
And what's your song when it's
Part of what's goin' wrong?
You see what I'm saying is reality is stashed
In the back to allow for
The breeding ground for trash
You claim you smokin' niggas but
You nuttin' but the ash
I hope you're counting includes
Blessings with your cash!

Give Jah praise, give Jah praises!
Give Jah praise cuz true love is amazing!

Love to see the pretty girl dem a jiggle yo
Especially when dem a wine and ah wiggle
Two a dem a mob Bless
Me itch up in a di middle yo
Crack a joke and di two a dem a giggle
Dem nah go blow no man
Like flute nor fiddle yo
Mouth fresh and it nah stink like pickle
Dem a say me big and me
Nah likkle like a nickel yo
Ah say mi good me nah make dem run a trickle

Make di fire blaze, blaze
You know say rasta youth, say we no 'fraid
'fraid
Go make this fire, make this fire blaze
Blaze
You know say rasta youth, say we no 'fraid
'fraid hey yo, everywhere mi go
Mi hear man talk 'bout dem a shotta
Woman wear no clothes, cha
Something nah proper
Tell me what's the matter
Nastiness ah wha dem catch ya
Dem ah go feel di rapture
Put themself in ah disaster
Righteousness is what I'm after
Check out the master blaster
Hair it never braid up and you
Know that I'm a rasta nah go nyam di pork
And mi bun out all imposter
We could move slow but righteous
Youth ah move faster


In the party, kid died in the club
Next week
Everybody still throwin' they hands up
Soundbwoy pack the sound up move
The dance to the morgue
Let's see which rudebwoy play the
Wall like he core
"Blood pon yuh shoulder!" sleeve lookin' wet
Y'all only say it's live when
A nigga praising death
Youth man, tell your two friends
"cool bred'" simmer and keep a cool head
We came to party, not to see a fool dead
Who said it's easy? Make a nest
Egg out a goose egg even in the spotlight
Niggas act like new bread
Got a choose, step wise, dude take time
When you do get shine
You never gon' get bligh
Messin' with them reptiles yes child
This be the lyrical negro spiritual
Off the chain like the slave that got away
Here we go

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