Lutan Fyah - Life Of  A King [2013]

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Capleton, Fantan Mojah & Luciano - Rising Medley

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Gappy Ranks ft. Barrington Levy - Them A Murderer (Generation) April 2015

[Intro]
Yeah… this that real-life scene,
Late nights, low lights, smoke curlin’ like dreams.
Ain’t about lust, it’s about what’s seen between the seams.
She got pain in her eyes, but a smile so mean.
Shawty’ smokin’ Jane in her Spankies, and I swear it’s deeper than it seems.

[Verse 1]
She sittin’ cross-legged on the couch, ash on her thigh,
Clouds of Mary floatin’ like ghosts in the sky.
TV flickerin’, world feelin’ numb,
She hittin’ that blunt like she runnin’ from somethin’.
Her phone buzzin’, but she don’t reply,
‘Cause every text remind her of a time she cried.
Used to dream ‘bout love, now she dream ‘bout peace,
And the smoke be the only time her thoughts get released.
She said, “Life ain’t fair, but I’m used to that pain,”
Every hit, every drag, wash away the shame.
Got a playlist full of heartbreak and truth,
She’s only twenty-three but she done lived two lives in her youth.

[Pre-Chorus]
She don’t need no savior, she don’t need no crown,
Just a little high to lift her when she down.
Eyes red, but her soul still glow,
That girl been through hell, but she never let it show.

[Chorus]
Shawty’ smokin’ Jane in her Spankies, lost in the night,
Tryna find herself in the smoke and the light.
Tears dried up, but her heart still fights,
She don’t need no hero, just her peace tonight.
Yeah, shawty’ smokin’ Jane in her Spankies, pain in her laugh,
World tried to break her, she just lit another half.
She say, “Love hurt, but I still got class,”
Smokin’ through the pain, lettin’ the memories pass.

[Verse 2]
She came from nothin’, mama cried on rent day,
Daddy disappeared, left a note and some ashtray.
She learned to dance with pain, to smile through storms,
Now she glow through the trauma, in her own form.
Got a tattoo on her side say “Still I rise,”
And she mean that, every time she close her eyes.
She said, “People love fake, I just keep it real,”
So she roll another blunt instead of how she feel.
Yeah, she laugh loud, but the silence is heavy,
Said she trust no man, ‘cause none stay steady.
I see her vibe, a rebel, a fighter, a flame,
Livin’ wild but still chasin’ her name.

[Bridge]
She said, “I ain’t broken, I’m just redefined,
Every scar I got is proof I survived.”
I told her, “You don’t need to hide from the pain,”
She just smiled, took a hit, said, “That’s the game.”
Sometimes peace don’t come from prayers,
It come from a moment when nobody cares,
And you find yourself, alone, free,
Just you, the smoke, and your destiny.

[Chorus]
Shawty’ smokin’ Jane in her Spankies, lost in the night,
Tryna find herself in the smoke and the light.
Tears dried up, but her heart still fights,
She don’t need no hero, just her peace tonight.
Yeah, shawty’ smokin’ Jane in her Spankies, pain in her laugh,
World tried to break her, she just lit another half.
She say, “Love hurt, but I still got class,”
Smokin’ through the pain, lettin’ the memories pass.

[Outro]
Now she sittin’ by the window, city hummin’ low,
Eyes half-closed, but her spirit still glow.
Ain’t no shame in the struggle, no shame in the flame,
She livin’ her truth, not playin’ no game.
And as that smoke fades, I finally see,
She don’t need the world, she just need to be free.
Shawty’ smokin’ Jane in her Spankies,
And that’s peace… that’s pain… that’s poetry.

Shawty’ Smokin’ Jane in Her Spankies

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Licensed by Mr Bongo Worldwide

Blood Money is the latest release from Jamaican Reggae singer Protoje. The song lyrics provide hard-hitting, raw and unapologetic commentary on the current state of Jamaica, touching on recent grievances and social injustices that have afflicted Jamaican society. Protoje describes the air of discrimination, classism, and oppression prevalent in the Jamaican political landscape, calling out corrupt practices, and conveys the meaningful message to his audience of awareness, activism and the need to call for change and accountability.

LYRICS:
Me nah watch no face, beg no more pardon
A nuff drugs money deh a Cherry Garden
Nuff individual society applauding
You can ask anybody where them get them start in
But nuff politician take the donation
So nuff criminal will never see a station
Never see a cell, not even a courthouse
But a every Sunday we see them take the boat out
North coast resort and car dealership
The construction company dem just don't legit
Use it wash the money, turn it 'round and hide it
When the kickback dem come in, the government delighted
So...

[CHORUS]
Police cancel operation,
'Cause nuh real bad man nah go station,
Now if you check the situation, 
A blood money run the nation,
Come take a look inna Jamaica,
Injustice in the place now,
If what you see no really phase you,
Then you a the problem that we face too.

Was 'bout to buy an X6 you know
Maybe then I'd never have to be prisoner 
Maybe then I coulda not turn in my firearm 
Police couldn’t come remand 
Come in like me run an army 
Was 'bout to be a politician too 
Maybe then I coulda make any decision, look
Maybe then I'd make a hundred million disappear
Then me act like me nuh care 
Watch you vote me back in there 
Because the sad reality
Inna Jamaica, say your status is your salary 
Man deh road a carry one whole heap a felony 
But them have a family a boost up the economy 
So...

CHORUS

Is 'out of many' but a one set of people feeling it
How that real, society you agree to this
Things a reveal, the garbage the machine spit 
No smoke screen at Riverton nuh conceal it
Now the system failing, the gap a get wider
A matter of time before a total divide ya 
You cross the line, man draw quick fi remind you 
If you build it on crime then crime will have to find you 
And that's how it's been always, that no frustrate you like it do to me?
How much dead baby deh over jubilee?
How much youths did 10 when them run inna Tivoli 
Now them 16, heart fry, head fricassee 
So...

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Blood Money

Busy Signal - Hold A Medi

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

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Chronixx feat. Sizzla, Kabaka Pyramid & Protoje - Selassie Souljahz [2013]

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