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ダミアン・マーリー( Damian Marley )
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Road To Zion
Yeah, man Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety, boom
The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin' sent to call me from the bush bungalow Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 'cause
I got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man We got to keeps it burning On the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and strategy
Say, we got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man I've been waiting to do this track with you man, yeah, ha, ha Yeah, yeah
You know, they know We got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man Yeah, you gotta keep walking y'all You gotta keep
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless I'm havin' daymares in daytime Wide awake try to relate This can't be happenin' like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin'
Cause what I'm seein' is haunting Human beings like ghost and zombies President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies In Zimbabwe
They make John Pope seem Godly Sacrilegious and blasphemous In my lifetime I look back at paths I've walked Where savages fought and pastors taught
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com And badges screaming,'Young black children, stop or I will shoot' I look back at cooked crack Plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly And I'm guilty for materialism Blacks is still up in the prison Trust that
So save me your sorries, I'm raising an army Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley We sparkin' the ions, marching to Zion You know how Nas be NYC, state of mind I'm in
In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety, boom
The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin' sent to call me from the bush bungalow Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 'cause
I got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man We got to keeps it burning On the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and strategy
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and any strategy, ay, say
I got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man You know, we got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man
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