Dillinger - Rat A Cut Bottle lyrics
[Dillinger - Rat A Cut Bottle lyrics]
Were not obtained by sudden flight
But while they come pon and keep on slept
They were toiling upward through the night
Man, you no fi grudge your black brother
Why is the time so hard?
Why is the time so hard? (Why?)
Tell you that di time so-
Why is the time so hard?
Tell dem, brother, tell dem
Time so hard
Man, mi have fi run left di yard
Tell you that di time so hard
Time so hard that even rat a cut
Bottle an' di wicked-dem a tacklе
But dem a rattle when di two sеvens clash
So mi tell you 'bout di two sevens clash
(Well, watch out, man)
Say, di natty eat out a calabash
That deh time di two sevens clash
Two sevens clash well-a, live
Well, you got to keep on prompting
I would tell you
That I tell you when di two sevens clash
Well, I tell you, when di two sevens meet
(Well, watch out, man)
Said, if a so you really see it
You better dweet
Said, if a so you really see it
You better dweet
Say that you fi leave out your seed complete
That deh time you take out your wisdom teeth
Another time you take out
Your two front teeth
An' you cyaan eat no more meat, you see?
Tell you that di two sevens clash (Good gosh)
Tell you that di two sevens clash (My gosh)
Whether you're gone the seventh
Of the seventh and the seventh man
People not know dem business place
Hey now, say that dem get dem go hard
Beca' di two sevens clash
Tell you that di two sevens clash
An' some of dem a play
Cereal lash in a calabash
An' some go splish-splash (yeah)
War is not di answer
Said, only love can conquer
Spot and beat di banker, no
Play no cone and anchor, you know
But Jah Jah will conquer
It may sound kinda funny but it's true
Shoo-be doo-be doo-be doo
I really-really-really love you do
Tell you that di time-
(Why is the time so hard?)
Why mi really want know why
The time so really hard
Say, rat a cut bottle
Tell you that di wicked-dem a tackle
But while dem tell you say that
Your enemy cannot harm you
An' dem tell that man to man is so unjust
They say dare not trust your
Own neither your son
Neither your wife, neither your bredda
A man must have a top secret
That he should never reveal it because, boy
They may you do a ting
An' dem catch John Brown
An' a punish John Brown
And him cyaan stand di punishment
Him will call your name
So, boy, mi a tell you say, boy
Time kinda hard but
Boy, man fi know themself and know
Dem out of dis time, yah
Tell you 'bout di sound, as I would-
Tell you that di two sevens clash (Wooy)
That deh time you play cereal lash