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Yaadcore - Ghetto Youths

Track Produced By Damian "Jr Gong" Marley for Ghetto Youths International
Written and Performed by Kabaka Pyramid for Bebble Rock Records

Lyrics:

"This one's fi all di politician dem
Accurate

Inna you face dem a smile up
Behind you back a money dem a pile up
Try fi start you business and dem quick fi spoil up

Well done, well done, mr politician man
U done wonderful job a tear down we country demolition man
Well done, well done, mr politician man
U done such a great job a sellin out we country Wid u business plan

U fi get a round of applause
Fi all the work u doin
Decisions weh u mek weh lef di country inna ruins yo
Strictly personal gain u persuing
So the tax rate higher than the planes weh flew in
Fi go mek u deal wid IMF
Now we nah no bauxite nor no sugar cane left
The hotels and the beaches the spanish dem go screechie mi nuh know a how u dweet but all mi haffi say is well done

U keep poverty an unemployment on the rise
Corruption an not to mention the lies
Election a when the tension arrive
So u buy we Kentucky not to mention the fries
Anyting fi secure you vote
An then u rob the people fi secure u boat
Fi go a goat island weh the chinese own di whole jamaica is a chinese loan

If inflation was a test u woulda get A plus
So when me mek the US an di exchange rate buck
Caw the dollar gettin weaker
An the solar light bill it woulda cheaper
But a JPS u prefer keep ya
Ebaneezer, so u scruge pon di ghetto people, weh a starve an every year u buy a better vehicle,
Di tings u do a beat we bad
But still u manage to keep u job
Suh mi a tell u well done..."

Kabaka Pyramid - Well Done

This is for my music
Blessings for my music
It’s love for the music
Journey on my music

I’ve been doing this for seven years
I never make a dollar, never make a change I say
Naa go give up, naa go ever slow
You know say me a hold it down for seven more
I’ve been doing this for seven years
I never make a dollar, never make a change I say
Naa go give up, naa go ever slow
You know say me a hold it down for Evaflow

This is my seven year itch and then I’m coming home
My seven year itch and then I’m coming home
My seven year itch and then I’m coming home
My seven year itch, and now I’m coming home

Me mother send me go school for seventeen year
Me come out and turn DJ, it no seem fair
What you seeing here, this is a product
Of two college, one diploma, no degree
No know the meaning, out in this world and
Everything you learn inna the past 5 years, it naa go help you fi earn
nut’n
What’s the word cousin? You help your cousin
So every word that them heard me with worth sup’n
Every burden them hurl at me hurdle so flawless, dem naa listen
Mi a miss out pon lift up mi team
A watch Gong and Stephen Marley a live out the dream you know
But ‘Welcome to Jamrock’ did lift my feeling up
I listen it still, I listen it keen you know
Me decide say the music can meaningful
Take a look at my life and I clean it up
My herb customers calling me
But now my music demanding me
This is my Seven Year Itch

“Proto” to most, “Oje” to some
Call him “Diggy,” the only son, the sister young
Mommy legendary, ask around, ask fi a pound
And dem will tell you who did carry Macka a town
Ask Marshall, ask him, and if u get a glimpse a Sean Paul
Beg uunu ask him how it feel fi go three times plat
Then ask shaggy ‘cause him did move three times that
Me, no haffi feel like that
Just want retire to a seaside lot
Lef’ all the war and bring the peace right back
Never been in love until now, just just lost it wondering how
Mi woulda get through it, like customs with herb
And no mi no accustom to hurt but I got accustomed to her
And her, she accustom to me
Addicted to the thing weh addicted to she
Empress far and she calling me, but now my music demanding me
This is my Seven Year Itch

The Seven Year Itch

I say the movement moving
That’s why I’m moving moving through
Like I do

Why you crying girl, I not lying girl
I said I’m on the road making dough
When you start it touch my heart but yeah I’m just doin’ wah me
haffi do
What’s it worth to you, know it hurt you
But you know I love to hear my baby go
When I’m leaving that’s the reason, this a just sup’n wah you haffi
know

I’m trying to make my money baby
So I can have my baby money so baby momma don’t blame me
And since I been my mummy’s baby
I been writing knowing that one day this thing go pay me
So in class I was lazy, always a wish fi get so busy
Pon the rhymes said it was crazy
Initially then I just wanted to know this lady
‘Til I grow to love her and she grow to hate me
I say the marriage ship sank
Fi me walk the aisle come in like pirate a walk plank
I couldn’t jump in the deep end even though these feelings did deepen
I couldn’t cease with the...

Never know she coulda meet up with a another brother
That she woulda rather kick it all night with
Have a feeling she understand the reasoning say the music a me healing
And she alright with it
Spend her time, tell her thoughts pon my mind, my concerns of this kind
She responds like this
Preliminary she a tell me say she very contrary to the one dem wah
She see me yesterday with
And I find it hard to find a broad abroad like wah me find a Yard
Body deh foreign, the mind deh yah
Money short and dem time deh hard so lyrics tight every time record

Protoje - On The Road

Artist: Lutan Fyah
Song: Too Much Ramshackle
Album: Lion of Judah Riddim
Label: I Grade Records

Lutan Fyah - Too Much Ramshackle

Lutan Fyah - When me rise it

From Steel Pulse's forthcoming studio album, MASS MANIPULATION, out May 17, 2019, on Rootfire Cooperative / Wiseman Doctrine. 

https://www.steelpulse.com
https://www.rootfire.net

LYRICS
 
Verse I
A who the hell do they think I am
A give me food from dem pot bottom
A give me scrap from their table
I man no desperate or disable
 
In dis ya land we live where dog eat dog
And some a dem a just a gwaan like hog
A simple ting fe mek jump and bark
A gravalicious like a harbour shark
 
Chorus I
Cry Blood, Cry Cry Blood
Cry Blood, Cry Cry Blood
For my people yeah    x2
 
Verse II
There’s just one thing I can’t overstand
What mek we love fe kill we own black man
Mi feel so shame mi have run and hide
Mi call it self-inflicted genocide
 
Me step aside and hav fe weep and moan
I feel the pressure right inside my bones
I man back against the wall
Woo l hold my head and bawl
 
Chorus II
Cry Blood
Cry Blood, Cry Cry Blood
Cry Blood, Cry Cry Blood
For my people yeah
 
Verse III
Nyahbinghi Bobo Shanty I
In a dispute I says don’t know why
Be careful of the flag now
Don’t put the lion on its back now
 
A dis ya plan is to divide and rule
In a the end a we the people lose
So many martyrs come fe things right
Oh no I and I won’t give the fight
 
Chorus III
Cry Blood cry cry blood
Cry Blood cry cry blood for my people yeah
Cry Blood cry cry blood
Cry Blood cry cry blood for my people yeah
For my people yeah yeah
My people people
My people.
 
When we gonna wake up 
Yes we need a shake up
Let us kiss and make up
Or bare witness to this break up
The whole world’s taking advantage 
While we stand aside and look
It was prophesied we’d rise again
Just take a second look
 
A cry cry blood yeah
Cry blood cry blood
For my people yeah ye
My people people
My people.

Mass Manipulation

Cry Cry Blood

Steel Pulse - Cry Cry Blood

Say them all have an argument
So I’m calm, I not harming them

And this girl is crying over me, dying over me, she wants me to know
This girl is holding on and she's bold enough to say she naa let me go
Next girl pree the scene and try intervene, what does she want me to do
Ex-girl keep sweating me, she naa set me free, she naa let me be

Me say me have a problem
Kinda no want fi have them
Yet mi kinda no want fi solve them
Woman I want fi have them in numbers, that’s plural
Whether uptown to rural
And not to say I can't settle down
Just trying to make u know I can’t settle now
I jussa make u know that I tried the monogamy
But I couldn’t take all a the naggin’ in ma noggin’ and

She say she kick sneakers off again
Her speakers on again
My CD is on again, gwaan again
Blunt no deh a yard again
You know she a order dem
No smoke with no other man other than
She say she better than all o’ dem
So me fi leff all o’ dem
and if me leff all o’ dem calling and
Coming over ma yard again and as it reach morning then
You know say dem gone again, argument

All have an argument
So I’m calm, I not harming them
Yet they all have an argument

Arguments

Let me check it from the top
If I attract you, you react to me
Everytime I ask her that, she answer that she naa look back
No way

You wanna roll with a pro today then roll with Protoje
And roll this ‘dro for me
Dunno what more to say
It’s Over-Diggy-D-O-S-E

‘Cause you already know wah mi deh pon girl
Keep u Posh like Beckam’s girl, take a second swirl
‘Cause if you check the case, have a sexy face
Run-her-up inna me room like second place
Me skip first and second base but no mi nuh deh pon haste
And her next man deh pon di case so make me have a second please
Make him know weapon deh pon waist me say

So make me know if you deh pon that
‘Cause me focus and deh pon track
And me like when you deh pon top but me love when you deh pon knees
When it gone too real you can deh pon please
God damn! The flow deh pon ease
You know like the mind get more time it deh pon trees
Have some big big dreams, never step on these
Things will get cross like second t’s so please

I don’t want my wife making my bed, I want her
Making my blunt while she laying in bed
While I’m taking a med
Thinking ahead, thinking bout the future
If she can bring these youths you know
When mi speak mi tell the truth nuh
Naa go fabricate it baby girl just fi suit you
Mek me know if it’s cool to you
If it’s new to you
Follow Diggy pon the route you know