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| from Jeymes Samuel - Hallelujah Heaven Dub (From The Motion Picture Soundtrack “The Book Of Clarence”) [digital single] (2023) | |||||
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| from Jeymes Samuel - Hallelujah Heaven [digital single] (2023) | |||||
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| from Bad Boys For Life Soundtrack (나쁜 녀석들 : 포에버) [ost] (2020) | |||||
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| from Agent Sasco - Hope River (2018) | |||||
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from John Legend - No Other Love / Can`t Be My Lover [single] (2009)
Buju:
have a piece of body what every good gal deserve but I won't allow this girl to mess wit my nerves bless her figure not to mention di curves through the corner of her eye, she slowly observe, see ah! John: Anytime she come around, something is about to go down listen to the siren sound. Wake up, wake up right now. Cause if I was to go to sleep catch me dreaming of a way to creep trouble always seem to follow me, oh don't follow me now over and over and over again I try to tell her no no no I already have a friend over and over she's giving me heat she said nobody has to know, I've got to let her go so I had to walk on by, she can't be my lover she flashes me them pretty brown eyes, she can't be my lover though there's green grass on the other side she can't be my lover all I can is how she can't be my lover. listen listen right now… Everytime she hear the beat she be dancing right in front of me trying to lure me in between the sheets I'm a man and I still get weak I'll be damned if I lose my girl (girl) I'll be damned if I don't touch her (touch her) curiosity it killed the cat, oh and I don't want that so… over and over and over again I try to tell her no no no I already have a friend over and over she's giving me heat she said nobody has to know, I've got to let her go so I had to walk on by, she can't be my lover flashin' me them pretty brown eyes, she can't be my lover though there's green grass on the other side she can't be my lover all I can is how she can't be my lover listen listen right now… Buju: I couldn't let ya pass even if I tried have a bird in the hand, why chase one in the sky? sexy female refuse to comply plus she is an empress who waan to stand by been recieving love but she can't satisfy who'd like to have my cake and even enjoy di pie politely decline like me shy Honey say me soft, come on give it a try lookin' inna my eyes with seductive eyes filled with deception, trouble, and lies an I don't waan no more problems inna me life ask me fi me number so that we could enjoy di night she want to come over, ya ta come over. over and over and over again I try to tell her no no no I already have a friend over and over she's giving me heat she said nobody has to know, I've got to let her go so I had to walk on by, she can't be my lover she flashes me them pretty brown eyes, she can't be my lover though there's green grass on the other side she can't be my lover all I can is how she can't be my lover listen listen right now… listen listen right now… listen listen right now… listen listen right now… listen listen right now. |
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| from The Biggest Ragga Dancehall Anthems 2007 (2007) | |||||
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| from Salif Keita - M'Bemba (2005) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
(feat. Buju Banton & T-Vice)
Imma take u to a place Where the trouble's im the base Where everybody's fine And ther's no color line The only thing we see Is the party by the sea So lets call the refugee Vole, Vole, Vole, Vole Pompe, Pompe, Pompe, Pompe Sote, Sote, Sote Mete main nou anle. Met main nou anle (2 x's) If u come from the Caribians Lets show them how we do it Throw your flagz in the air and wave it Ladies while you shake it break it (2 x's) |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son
Who gave the orders For them to go, alright Who gave the orders Martin was shut down, ah, alright Who gave the orders To drop the bomb, we wanna know Who gave the orders No refugees across the borders, yeah Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef Who's gonna answer Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey Who's gonna answer Feeding lies to our daughters and sons But they will have to answer Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes Where you gonna run for cover Looking through the window of my ire eyes On this city filled with lies Observing the people working so hard Doing whatever it takes to get by Then I look at myself and realize That I was put here for a reason Lord knows I've done my best and I've tried We gon' keep trying Who gave the orders For them to go, Lord no Who gave the orders Martin was gunned down, oh Who gave the orders To drop the bomb, my God Who gave the orders No refugees across the borders, who Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef Who's gonna answer Where did all these guns come from, tell me Who's gonna answer Feeding lies to our daughters and sons They will have to answer Then what they gonna do when the Rastaman comes Where you gonna run for cover Well what you gonna do, what you gonna do, what are you gonna do Incarcerate a million and only free few What was done to others, it shall be done to you Open up your eyes and you will see the full view Work all day, and you can't get raise in pay Civilly bodies being taken away I wonder what the voice of the people have to say Stand up and defend your rights today Who gave the orders, who gave the orders For them to go Who gave the orders Martin was gunned down, Martin was gunned down, oh, Martin was gunned down Who gave the orders, who gave the orders To drop the bomb Who gave the orders, who gave the orders No refugees across the borders, no, no, no, no Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef Who's gonna answer Where did all these guns come from, Wyclef, ah Who's gonna answer Telling lies to our daughters and sons They will have to answer Then what they gonna do when the righteous man comes Where you gonna run for cover |
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from Buju Banton - Voice Of Jamaica (2002)
Yes, well, tek dis from Gargamel,
uddawise known as Buju Anytime yuh go foreign neva yuh ? [don't trust t'ings behind yuh]? 'Ca wicked t'ings will tek yuh Watch mi nuh! T'ings change, now unno see sey life hard Yuh neva used to spen' no money come a yard Yuh wretch you, yuh spen' di whole a it abroad Squander yuh money now yuh livin' like dog Boy get deport come dung inna one pants Bruk an' have no money but mi nuh response No abiding city, wan pressure fi mi ranch An' when 'I'm dey a foreign 'I'm did important But 'I'm neva did a look back, neva did a glance Neva know 'I'm would a tumble ova like an avalanche Mama dung inna di hole, an' 'I'm don't buy her a lamp Not a line, not a letter, nor a fifty cent stamp Him father want a shoes an' cannot go to When mi hear di bwoy get, yuh know mi Send 'I'm back Uncle Sam, cause 'I'm deh dey an' a wrong One drop inna di snow from about seventy-nine Neva get di chance cause it wasn't my time An' mi hear yuh dey a foreign an' commit di most crime An' mek a bag a money when mi couldn't mek a dime (re)memba one time gon how yuh used to brag Benz an' Lexus a wey yuh did have Clarks and Bally whey yuh got in a bag Clothes a yuh no wear still have on nametag Now yuh crash up, now yuh mash up, yuh neva did a plan Yuh neva bid a check fi lay a foundation, mi holla Back together again, mi baby fren' Dust off yuh clothes, an' start from scratch again Back together again, mi baby fren' Dust off yuh clothes, an' start, nuh true Caught up in di world of di rich and di famous Golden livity it haffe luxurious Have all di girls in di world in a surplus Massage yuh shoulder, bump some a bust Request yuh coffee an' she pour it from a thermos Cool an' kick back an' just a watch delirious Now yuh sorry, yuh neva (re)memba Di almighty one in yuh days of splendor |
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from Buju Banton - Voice Of Jamaica (2002)
Yes, well, tek dis from Gargamel,
uddawise known as Buju Anytime yuh go foreign neva yuh ? [don't trust t'ings behind yuh]? 'Ca wicked t'ings will tek yuh Watch mi nuh! T'ings change, now unno see sey life hard Yuh neva used to spen' no money come a yard Yuh wretch you, yuh spen' di whole a it abroad Squander yuh money now yuh livin' like dog Boy get deport come dung inna one pants Bruk an' have no money but mi nuh response No abiding city, wan pressure fi mi ranch An' when 'I'm dey a foreign 'I'm did important But 'I'm neva did a look back, neva did a glance Neva know 'I'm would a tumble ova like an avalanche Mama dung inna di hole, an' 'I'm don't buy her a lamp Not a line, not a letter, nor a fifty cent stamp Him father want a shoes an' cannot go to When mi hear di bwoy get, yuh know mi Send 'I'm back Uncle Sam, cause 'I'm deh dey an' a wrong One drop inna di snow from about seventy-nine Neva get di chance cause it wasn't my time An' mi hear yuh dey a foreign an' commit di most crime An' mek a bag a money when mi couldn't mek a dime (re)memba one time gon how yuh used to brag Benz an' Lexus a wey yuh did have Clarks and Bally whey yuh got in a bag Clothes a yuh no wear still have on nametag Now yuh crash up, now yuh mash up, yuh neva did a plan Yuh neva bid a check fi lay a foundation, mi holla Back together again, mi baby fren' Dust off yuh clothes, an' start from scratch again Back together again, mi baby fren' Dust off yuh clothes, an' start, nuh true Caught up in di world of di rich and di famous Golden livity it haffe luxurious Have all di girls in di world in a surplus Massage yuh shoulder, bump some a bust Request yuh coffee an' she pour it from a thermos Cool an' kick back an' just a watch delirious Now yuh sorry, yuh neva (re)memba Di almighty one in yuh days of splendor |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Intro:
It's so good to praise To praise the most high Jah Everyday With your whole heart desire Lift him higher Lift him higher Holy holy holy holy holy holy Holy holy holeeeey Holy Mount Zion I Chorus: Todoo doo doo doo doo doo Todoo doo doo doo do Doo doo doo doo doo doo do (Reapet Chorus) Verse 1: (Buju) The Lord's my shepherd I'll not wannt He make me down to lie In pastures green Jah leadeth me The quiet waters by Verse 2: (Gramps)My soul thou hath restored again Ans me to walk thou make Within the path of righteousness even for this namesake Verse 3: (Buju)Yea though I walk in deaths dark vail Yet will I fair no ill Thy rod and stuff They are with me They surely comfort still Verse 4: My table thou as furnished In the presence of my foes My head thou hast anoint with oil My cup it overflow Verse 5: (Buju)Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me And in Jahs house Forever more My dwelling place must be Repeat Verse 5 (Gramps) Chrous: Todoo doo doo doo doo doo Todoo doo doo doo do Doo doo doo doo doo doo do (Buju)Goodneesand mercy all my life Shall surely follow me And in Jahs house Forever more My dwelling place must be Repeat Verse 3 Repeat Verse 4 Chorus (Merci a rico pour cettes paroles) |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Hey, to me is like a likkle bit a struggle
With a whol lot a trouble But we must, must get over Must get over, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Lord, natty must get over, now... Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank Jah for every day Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank Jah for every day Well, who is going give people what they want Woeful waste don't you know Dat bring woeful wants We need some balance The scale is so slant All some want is a chance All some need is a Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank Jah for every day Better a go come I say - better must come Never put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank Jah for every day You know why, you know why You pull your weight and I pull mine, oh, oh And everything will work out just fine Throughout condition, never sell your soul Insight you should keep your goal Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank God for every day Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank Jah for every day Cast your bread upon da water Have little farth and thou shall prosper The fool greet distress and laughter And then regrets after, shuby duba dey, yeah Oh well, in a world of bare crisis Cannot control dem prices Everyone wants to be di chief Surrounded by cut throat and thief Shuby duba dey, oh yeah Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Man thank for one more day Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray Thank HIM for one more day You pull your weight and I pull mine, oh, oh And everything will work out just fine Throughout condition, never sell your soul Insight you should keep all your goal Better a go come I say - better must come Don't put you mind astray - it must come Work hard and pray |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Chorus: Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, nya say Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, watch yah man Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, look yah now Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread Verse 1: Who roll like thunder? Oh what a mighty dread Who flashes like lightning? Oh what a mighty dread Who let the hungry be fed? Oh what a mighty dread Suffer not the blind to be led Oh what a mighty dread Now, say dreadlocks man you have been around so long Yeah, hunting your bread, uplifting dem souls with good vibrations They put him to the test, yes he did answer every question Well what those that say does it make him less of a, less of a man, I say Chorus: Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, watch yah man Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, nya say Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, Lord Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, Lord Verse 2: In Zion it was said That this man nad that man was born in her And the highest himself did comfort I say And established her these things I thee behold with my eyes So remove the vail and tell no lies This day, this day, this day, wooi Chorus: Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, nya say Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, nya say Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread Verse 3: Who flasheth like lightning? Oh what a mighty dread Who roll like thunder? Oh what a mighty dread Who let the hungry be fed? Oh what a mighty dread Suffer not the blind to be led Oh what a mighty dread Lord, oh dreadlock man you've been around so long Yeah, yeah, yeah, uplifting dem soul with nothing but good vibrations They ever put I to the test, yes and natty answer every question Now, what those that mean, does it make him less of a, less of a man, no way Chorus: Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, I say Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty Oh what a mighty dread, got to say Oh what a mighty, oh what a mighty For the transgression wash away sins Yeah oh, yeah oh Bless and Jah bless all things and every things, I say |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Say, there were lonely a man even than before...
Shooba, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo There was once an old man, who lived all alone All through out his life, no happiness have he had known Now with tears in his eyes, he watches as folks passes by Walking hand in hand with love Walking hand in hand with love Now said, I read a letter, poor old woman say Trying to express how much she needed help Her loneliness, no sweet caress No tenderness, she needed some help Babe, young, the elderly they all want love Good loviduby mi say kiss and hug That fill up the cup, mi say dat full di the mug Overflow to the brim, mi say, like water jug Woman dem a bubble up, need a little cuddle up Nah tek nuh fubble up, hardcore a double up Anywhere we go dancehall a fi nice up When this one play feel it, yeah It's the order of the day, you can't deny it, no way When dis one play, you feel it, yeah When will they meet? Poor old woman say When will they greet? Poor old woman say Her loneliness is the message that she sends And all she need is one good faithfull friend That will make her smile again Throughout her life there is nothing but misery Upstairs and downstairs, roller coaster tragedy All kind a things, mi say none she never fancy When yu chek it out, it was all topsy turvey Gwan Buju Banton yu pattern is ever irie Anywhere you go dem call yu Mr. Mark Myrie And when they're having problems They think that we can solve them Who they're having problems They think that we can solve them She cried, help me please, poor old woman say Some company, poor old woman say In sympathy, she asked me for some help To find some one to share her loneliness She said, she can't go on like this There was once an old man, who lived all alone All through out his life, no happiness have he had known Now with tears in his eyes, he watches as folks passes by Walking hand in hand with love Walking hand in hand with love Such loneliness, poor old woman say Nah, can't forget, poor old woman say In sympathy, she asked me for some help To find some one to share her loneliness She said, she needs something better than this... |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Intro:
Trus mi man Anyway it deh, we a fi find it A fi find it, sing fada sing Chorus: Pull up da vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more Lif it up, jack it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play some more, can you play some more Verse 1: Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Wine up, jump up, when you hear sweet reggae Buju Banton, Beres Hammond a fi tell dem go deh Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Wine up, jump up, when you hear sweet reggae Buju Banton, Beres Hammond a fi tell dem go deh Everyone a do di dance weh dem love In dis yah dancehall no form a grude Greet everyone dat enter wit a hug Come spread out and listen to some sweet rubba-dub Chorus: Pull up da vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more Lif it up, jack it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play some more, can you play some more Verse 2: Scary and di one name Skellion Dem know every ting weh a gwaan Mi ago rope dem een a mi corner Fi find out if mi bredren dem ina di lawn Everywhere I look is pare scanking I see no statue around, yeah To ratid, I see girls a get wild Selector a spin muzik versatile Dem wan tun dung we sound and bruk we vibes down A who dem a try turn in a clown Dancehall full up and mi caan get a chance How mi ago find mi sistren ina di dance Muzik a play, people jump and prance Bruk out, you selector boy Chorus: Lif it up, jack it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play some more, can you play some more Verse 3: Di whol dance a cry, di whol dance a cry I say di whol dance a cry Caan get a chance fi mek a likkle step Dancehall ram a mi say no place nuh lef A police come a turn it off di vibes dem waan fi wreck And dis is Buju Banton mi say no respeck Well listen Beres Hammond who's a true interlek, say Yes you got me rock in a corner Can't express how mi glad come, yah A neva seen so much good vibes flow Everyone inside is like family I see no strangers around And every massive is here And tonight we nuh care Kill di violence dead, mek we rock it instead Jump and palve everyman get red now Chorus: Pull up da vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more Repeat Verse 1: Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Woman a jump up, woman a wine up, when dem hear sweet reggae Go deh Buju Banton, seh fi go deh, go deh Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Wine up, jump up, when you hear sweet reggae Dis yah weh we Lord a mercy... I sing To ratid, I see girls a get wild Selector a spin muzik versatile Dem wan tun dung we sound and bruk we vibes down A who dem a try turn in a clown Dancehall full up and mi caan get a chance How mi ago find mi sistren ina di dance Muzik a play, people jump and prance Bawl out, selector boy |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Intro:
Trus mi man Anyway it deh, we a fi find it A fi find it, sing fada sing Chorus: Pull up da vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more Lif it up, jack it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play some more, can you play some more Verse 1: Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Wine up, jump up, when you hear sweet reggae Buju Banton, Beres Hammond a fi tell dem go deh Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Wine up, jump up, when you hear sweet reggae Buju Banton, Beres Hammond a fi tell dem go deh Everyone a do di dance weh dem love In dis yah dancehall no form a grude Greet everyone dat enter wit a hug Come spread out and listen to some sweet rubba-dub Chorus: Pull up da vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more Lif it up, jack it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play some more, can you play some more Verse 2: Scary and di one name Skellion Dem know every ting weh a gwaan Mi ago rope dem een a mi corner Fi find out if mi bredren dem ina di lawn Everywhere I look is pare scanking I see no statue around, yeah To ratid, I see girls a get wild Selector a spin muzik versatile Dem wan tun dung we sound and bruk we vibes down A who dem a try turn in a clown Dancehall full up and mi caan get a chance How mi ago find mi sistren ina di dance Muzik a play, people jump and prance Bruk out, you selector boy Chorus: Lif it up, jack it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play some more, can you play some more Verse 3: Di whol dance a cry, di whol dance a cry I say di whol dance a cry Caan get a chance fi mek a likkle step Dancehall ram a mi say no place nuh lef A police come a turn it off di vibes dem waan fi wreck And dis is Buju Banton mi say no respeck Well listen Beres Hammond who's a true interlek, say Yes you got me rock in a corner Can't express how mi glad come, yah A neva seen so much good vibes flow Everyone inside is like family I see no strangers around And every massive is here And tonight we nuh care Kill di violence dead, mek we rock it instead Jump and palve everyman get red now Chorus: Pull up da vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more Repeat Verse 1: Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Woman a jump up, woman a wine up, when dem hear sweet reggae Go deh Buju Banton, seh fi go deh, go deh Without di dancehall, a whe we woulda do Reggae muzik call, you must ansa to Wine up, jump up, when you hear sweet reggae Dis yah weh we Lord a mercy... I sing To ratid, I see girls a get wild Selector a spin muzik versatile Dem wan tun dung we sound and bruk we vibes down A who dem a try turn in a clown Dancehall full up and mi caan get a chance How mi ago find mi sistren ina di dance Muzik a play, people jump and prance Bawl out, selector boy |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Intro:
Falla di rainbow to di and di world A fi cum bak fi cum stay wid dis girl She bring a joy ina man world I lament I cry a tear whe who, fi dis girl yah Style, Wayne Wonder tell dem bout it... I've been around da world Dated many girls But none compares to you And da way she makes me feel Inside I know it's real It's like a dejavu There's no doubt that you are special, baby So this song is sentimental, really I don't wanna see you worry over me Cause there's no ifs, no buts, no maybe Chorus: Cause baby you're good enough, good enough You in my life it's so much better Baby you're good enough, good enough And to me there ain't no other Baby you're good enough, good enough In any type of weather Baby you're good enough, good enough So damn good baby Verse 1: See yah, how you hol me tight How yu squeeze me right Mek me forget me life time a fuss and fight Dorett a say she check fi me but a yu mi like Not a man of many words but you a mi choice No other woman ever mek mi feel so nice Whenever I'm around you nott'n but a good vibes Di way you full a carisma mi see it ina you eyes Good enough for me not fi rest a mankind Feel good about yourself all di time Clouds part ina di sky fi mek di sun shine Call out mi same and be there anytime With you by my side, my life feel divine What another man lost, let Buju B find Show mi di mountain I man will climb Just tell me you'd be mine until di rest of time And he will never be apart no woman Chorus: Baby you're good enough, good enough You in my life it's so much better Baby you're good enough, good enough And to me there ain't no other Baby you're good enough, good enough In any type of weather Baby you're good enough, good enough Good enough baby Verse 2: Made for each other, that is you and me Could have been a player pan a galist spree You comfort I, I satisfy you Now we are inseperable Buju Banton pan di ridim and a soso trouble Woman I waan you fi roll and bubble Can why, I tink dat you are good enough Friend definitely serious hot stuff Talk bout loving Buju caan get enough Caan hol it down, caan resist to touch A nuh bugu yagga, gal a decent stuff And Buju Banton have up a crush Chorus: Baby you're good enough, good enough In any type of weather Baby you're good enough, good enough Good enough baby Verse 3: A me seh, how she hol me tight How she squeeze me right Mek me forget me life time a fuss and fight Janet a say she check fi me but a yu mi like Not a man of many words but you a mi choice No other woman ever mek mi feel so nice Whenever I'm around you nott'n but a good vibes Di way you full a carisma mi see it ina your eyes Feel good about yourself all di time Clouds part ina di sky fi mek di sun shine... |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Intro:
Been through the fire and didn't get burn Buju Banton, Luciano come fi teach Listen and you will learn The price you pay And still at the end of the day For them it's just a lue la lay Verse 1: We have done all the good that we know should Spread a little love in the neighborhood Buju done that, I and I done that Spread a little love in the whole wide world And telling my people better take control We have done that, I and I done that Well So tell I Why do they act so strange who Through mi natty them would a love mi rearrange who Come ya to speak the truth the natty never hold it back I never hide the truth Jah know mi never hide the fact No couldn't love mi talk, no couldn't love mi chat A who a try stop Buju fi reach pon top Buju Banton, Luciano two youth them can't stop Touch it, touch it, touch it star A midst temptation I and I will be strong I earn my meditation in this holy Armageddon With love and righteousness we manifest upon creation Together we standing tall We'll be alright With Jah by my side Verse 2: Most people think others can not make it without dem No man is an island but I still can not trust dem Oh we have learn more than what they've taught us So in this day and age we'll let knowledge take it's place Over the mountains and over rocky terrains We try to prove to mankind that Jah Jah lives and reigns He in the heart of man so we must manifest Together we standing tall Chorus: We'll be alright With Jah by my side Put your shoulder to the wheel Go days without meal Walk up and down run down mi boot heel Nuff think I am joking nuff thinking it's fun Catch I when I fall Verse 3: We have been everywhere in the world we could Spread a little love we know we haffe should We have done that, Buju Banton done that We have travelled the world and we spread Jah word Telling mankind to rise and move forward We have done that, yes Jah know we have done that Why do they think rasta can not make it without dem No man is an island but I refuse to trust, good gosh Oh we have learn more than what they've taught us So in this day and age have got to let us, let us... Cannot move in rage, that's a wrong stage That dem wan fi si mi do fi fling me inna cage Take it easy deh pon a descent page Yeaah I'm not face We will survive... Jah tell me dat mi basket never empty And food mi ago hav it nuff plenty So mi nuh sit and worry mi jus a wait pan prophecy Ca mi know sey God will take care a mi |
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from Buju Banton - Unchained Spirit (2000)
Leggo mi hand move yah
Leggo mi hand move yah Leggo mi hand leave yah Leggo mi hand, Hear dis i seh Chorus: Leggo mi hand nuh hold mi back yuh nuh seh how di woman dem phat Leggo mi hand try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Leggo mi hand move nuh hold mi back yuh nuh see how di woman dem phat Leggo mi try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Verse 1: Hold all di intrigue, a blood man a bleed how she walk when she roll have mi weak inna mi knees Fay is a well ripe apple every man waan fi squeeze caw she flawless juss like di breeze gal yuh coulda nevah be a woman who a use dem bleach high hair all pon pulpit it reach nuff name a call who a run dung Denise but mi nah tek no advice I know seh she nice, seven coulda roll pon di dice bomb she bomb she bomb a my choice jump up up up yuh hear di golden voice, come buju banton mi seh one song tell dem Chorus: Leggo mi hand nuh hold mi back yuh nuh seh how di woman dem phat Leggo mi hand try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Leggo mi hand move nuh hold mi back yuh nuh see how di woman dem phat Leggo mi try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Verse 2: She mi send call, she nevah come a move like she waan man fi run har dung fi dis ocean a flow she waan more dan welcome sweet yuh so much yuh woulda waan touch di sun there alot a woman out deh weh a gi dem man bun Carmen seh she nuh response suh time a run half a man is better dan none tell dem Chorus: Leggo mi hand nuh hold mi back yuh nuh seh how di woman dem phat Leggo mi hand try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Leggo mi hand move nuh hold mi back yuh nuh see how di woman dem phat Leggo mi try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Verse 3: (whisper) Nuff would say lust, I woulda say phat how di woman dem stay I cant but chat nah leff di woman guh watch nuh damn man head back tek in di woman dem when di dancehall pack well dress woman and di clothes haffi bash any miss hand friends dem both haffi watch den listen buju banton caw wi caan mis match anyway ketch dat, anyway watch dat some a dem a chat dis some a dem chat dat some a dem a watch dis some love watch watch some a dem a chat dis through dem love chat chat Chorus: Leggo mi hand nuh hold mi back yuh nuh seh how di woman dem phat Leggo mi hand try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack Leggo mi hand move nuh hold mi back yuh nuh see how di woman dem phat Leggo mi try nuh hold mi back Gargamel a gonna mek an attack |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Chorus
'Til I'm laid to rest Always be depressed There's no life in the West i know the East is the best All the propaganda they spread Tongues will have to confess I'm in bondage living is a mess I've got to rise up alleviate the stress No longer will I expose my weakness He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness Work 7 to 7 but I'm still penniless All the food upon my table Massa God bless Holler for the needy and shelterless Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess Chorus What coube so bad about the East Everybody wants a piece Africa for Africans Marcus Mosiah speak Unification outnumbers defeat What a day when we walk down Redemption Street Banner on heads bible inna we hands One and all lets trod the promised land Buju go down a Congo Stopped in Shashamane Land The city of Harare where Selassie com from In Addis Ababa then Batswana Left Kenya end up in Ghana Oh what a beauty my eyesight behold Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold Chorus Organize and centralize come as one Our seeds shall be so many more than sand Some new and replenish pure and clean heart For too long we've been under this band Some a save a bag a riches Yet they die empty hand Go on saying I'm stupid and laugh all you can Easier for a caller to go through a needle eye Than a rich man to enter a Zion Take it from I man So |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Me wanna walk like a champion
Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Buju B would be more than glad to take your hand And lead you to the promise land in my 20 ft. bed All you got to do is be true, so let's correspond Satisfy your emotions Hot off a the press, instantly she was She no hold on tough and she no got dangerous Skin smooth and precious like she never get a cut Pant front expanding and I've got to pull up Gal me haffi get to, it's a must Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Girl let me in Me have a thing Plenty men a call, you're no look fi theim way You look good, and haffi get against what the gals say Put on you clothes, it's like a display Men stare and swear both night and day Could you be my honey, and a woman they lay With a gorgeous smile on her face and say She wants a man to do the work not one fi play A marathon man, she says she want one fi stay A Buju walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in I sing, woman I want to settle down really start a plan To how you look I've come to one conclusion You're supposed to know the works fuel the action Music a playing, your waist responding Non stop ticking just like a time bomb A you every man want slam Buju Banton walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Buju B would be more than glad to take your hand And lead you to the promise land in my 20 ft. bed All you got to do is be true, so let's correspond Satisfy your emotions Hot off a the press, instantly she was She no hold on tough and she no got dangerous Skin smooth and precious like she never get a cut Pant front expanding and I've got to pull up Gal me haffi get to, it's a must Buju wanna walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Plenty men a call, you're no look fi theim way You look good, and haffi get against what the gals say Put on you clothes, it's like a display Men a stare and swear both night and day Could you be my honey, and a woman they lay With a gorgeous smile on her face and say Want a man fi work not fi play Want a marathon man who can stay Me wanna walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Me wanna walk like a champion
Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Buju B would be more than glad to take your hand And lead you to the promise land in my 20 ft. bed All you got to do is be true, so let's correspond Satisfy your emotions Hot off a the press, instantly she was She no hold on tough and she no got dangerous Skin smooth and precious like she never get a cut Pant front expanding and I've got to pull up Gal me haffi get to, it's a must Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Girl let me in Me have a thing Plenty men a call, you're no look fi theim way You look good, and haffi get against what the gals say Put on you clothes, it's like a display Men stare and swear both night and day Could you be my honey, and a woman they lay With a gorgeous smile on her face and say She wants a man to do the work not one fi play A marathon man, she says she want one fi stay A Buju walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in I sing, woman I want to settle down really start a plan To how you look I've come to one conclusion You're supposed to know the works fuel the action Music a playing, your waist responding Non stop ticking just like a time bomb A you every man want slam Buju Banton walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Buju B would be more than glad to take your hand And lead you to the promise land in my 20 ft. bed All you got to do is be true, so let's correspond Satisfy your emotions Hot off a the press, instantly she was She no hold on tough and she no got dangerous Skin smooth and precious like she never get a cut Pant front expanding and I've got to pull up Gal me haffi get to, it's a must Buju wanna walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Plenty men a call, you're no look fi theim way You look good, and haffi get against what the gals say Put on you clothes, it's like a display Men a stare and swear both night and day Could you be my honey, and a woman they lay With a gorgeous smile on her face and say Want a man fi work not fi play Want a marathon man who can stay Me wanna walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal Tell me where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in Me have a thing that you are waiting Walk like a champion Talk like a champion What a piece of body gal A where you get it from Knock 'pon your entrance Ram pa pa pam pam Gal let me in |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
You Mr. Big Man
Yes you same one Always studying something new Ever disturbing people, you and your crew Always up to something bad * How you a go on like bully so On the border line you not going I want to know what got into you Why you walking and chuck it so Word go round say the man them from up so say Them a go corn you Don't bother form no fool And go back down there Can't say I never warned you You must jam one away And ever lay lay That way them can't harm you You must move well alert And expect any foul play Those men know where you work Where you sleep Where you play Dis the wrong set a man you got to run away Force ripe bad boy Who was wicked yesterday * Repeat You was in Grade 5 I was in Grade 9 Humble'er than you little boy you couldn't find Now you murdering people what's got into your mind Kill so much people Everyday the number climb Now your friends are after you Your life is on the line Start playing the role name John hard to find This Buju B You better start rewind * Repeat Don't have any responsibility Not respectible Not a baby mother to go home to Laing, Ford and Amin everybody want you Five bad man hunting you Now it double Public nuisance You are in trouble It's either kill the law Or they murder you Take it easy hear it from Buju Straight from my heart It's coming to you Then I'm asking * Repeat |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
* If you do wrong they complain
Even if you call the father's name it's the same What they want us to do Don't they know it is nothing new Why won't they do what they want And let me do my thing they should be thankful There's lights of hope still shining ** Let Jah rise and the heathen scatter Have to give thanks and praises no matter Even if the flames is getting hotter & hotter Every one should know I don't believe in rumor Children arise from sleep & slumber Don't come to bow, come to conquer Strictly love why you envy your brother Don't let them re-arrange you in a different manner Why should I change to gain acceptance Can't tell a next man how to wear his pants Lift up the name of Jah in abundance Every single thing we do, we are liable To get a sentence But we won't be like a flea just like how the more we see The less you hear we speak My brother don't you be like a stubborn sheep Blessed are he when men shall revile you And persecute you, say all manner of evil Against you falsely, for Jah sake Rejoice I say and be exceedingly glad For great is your reward For so persecute they the prophets before you and me ** Repeat * Repeat |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
It is real, as real as it seem
Don't you live on illusion And don't you ever try to live a dream I sing... Chorus Buju say how could you rise up every living day Telling yourself everything is OK When you look at life you'll see it slipping away Lord knows who feels it every moment every day Those why cry for the poor get neglected, rejected, put to death How much more will we take? Did you father work off his shirt, blood, sweat and tears Don't tell me that you forgot Being oppressed by the oppressors, all different types of stress For the sorrows of the poor, they don't even care less Refuse to deal with world atrocities, civil unrest Instead they're building penitentiaries as big as a bird's nest Saying we are to be blamed for whatever what mess Chorus Some say, how are you going? They want to know if we are mine Not until we reposess what's rightfully mine Sitting down for so long we do belive it is time Everyone is entitled to food at mealtime 'Til then, we'll struggle for rights, no more racial fights Degradation to the highest heights All obstacles as a people we have to cross With health and strength we all can get across Happenings of yesterday are just a thing of the past Chorus Don't you cry little one, wipe your tears, sing my song Though we're in a strange land with evil ones Help the weak if you're strong, iron sharpens iron When you're down take a look at where the help is coming from What about the masterminds with the foolproof plans What about the geniuses who achieve grade one Chorus Repeat verse 1 and verse 2 |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Yeah big surprize
I guess you didn't realize the size Chorus: Hush baby hush Gal I neva know it woulda hurt you so much Natural stuff dash way the stone bruk-up the brush Man well rough woman no stop request the wuk Yes she have fi bawl fi the pillow Bedroom destruction woman you man a killa Have fi give it up when she see the ragga ragga Wicked on the trigger man is a good digger Woman a wiggle jus a jiggle a cry you get bigga Where have you been you jolly bad fellow Instantly the woman she ketch asthma Who tell the gal fi go unveil the arrow Ambulance wouldn't come Dem hafi send fi de barrow Chorus Never hesitate to set straight the matter Big man dont have to masterbate Caw wah jus look pon big body pam and Sexy body marcia The amount a woman in a the world mi eyes in a drama Girl a run mi dung just a like a hot lava Holiday a come and every woman want a llama Face look great and har face it's a blaster Style is your motto and for fashion you Are the master So hush baby Chorus Rain start to fall, your inner nature start to call You need a good soccer player to kick the football Direct free kick, curve it around the defense Ball it itch-up in a the net Sheet and pillow applaud Fling weh de lock not even matter bout the' draw the door mek sure it lock With the key Bangarang in the room between you and me Chorus |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Girls in supply, Buju Banton expressing his feelings
Look at the action of the girls Lord have mercy, I am getting excited * Woman are mashing up to town From the head to the ground And the men are rejoicing It's all over She's on the starting line Now they're off If you stop to look you would see everyone at last It is the sweetness of your body that makes you excel The girl up front, she won't last Flourishing, nourishing, everything else The ragamuffin could ever ever want Men are craving for your body They think it must be some glue They tell their girlfriends they have left them * Repeat I can't tell you how much I want you, right now I'm coming to get you, serious talk now You could barricade the door or your father could Be guarding you with a 404 rifle The rest of my life I will devote Let's go make a matrimonial house Woman every groove and angle fit It must be aerobic class I can imagine what it would be like with you * Repeat Do it when you're young, you can't wait till you're older Tell the girl to move, get out of the way All the things you have expensive Buju Banton is speaking and the world is crowded The girl is being used and not seen any results after Men using woman like how they use plaster Look how the girls wrecking the corner What Buju Banton say.. hea hea * Repeat Repeat all verses Look at the girl moving in the center Wiggling, jiggling all over Men are after you body like termite to lumber The amount of men want you is more than number Sho Buju is here and it's a drama * Repeat |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Chorus:
Murderer ! Blood is on your shoulders Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow Murder ! Your insides must be hollow How does it feel to take the life of another Repeat Verse 1: Yes, you can hide from man but not your conscience You eat the bread of sorrow drink the wine of violence Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent Why did you disobey the first commandment Walk through the valley I feel no pestilence God is my witness and he is my evidence Lift up mine eyes from whence cometh help You coulda never escape this judgement Chorus Verse 2: I tell you, all men are created equal But behind the trigger it's a different sequel Some are murdering people to collect medals Stop committing dirty acts for the high officials You could wash your hands until you can't wash them any more It is like an epidemic and you won't find a cure Upper class you could be rich, middle class wheter you are poor Only the righteous won't feel insecure Have you ever thought about your skill getting bored Chorus Verse 3: Drinking sulphur bitters won't bitter like your end Only God can help you, no family or friend Don't let the curse be upon your children's children Abdenigo, Shadreck, Meshek, Daniel in the eden Jonah in the whale's belly, but he was never condemned Job with the leprosy, and he still reached heaven He will do for you everything He has done for them. Chorus Repeat from top |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Many see the glamour and the glitter
And think it's a bed of rose Who feels it knows Lord help me sustain these blows From the minute of birth you enter this earth Obstacles in your way to overcome first Throughout everyday they seem to get worse Oh my God cast away this curse Everybody is trying to make ends meet Through every way the endeavor Lord God you see it No matter what the world may say on the street Must have to survive, won't accept defeat Now I'm weary, tired and dreary Got no time to waste You know me By you rise to see the sun Who you love a pull you down Trying to discredit the works you have done Some can't satisfy with the past of ally From the Scribes and Pharisees You've got to stay wide Hold up your head glancing on both side Waiting anticipating praying for you to slide Righteousness prevails with Jah by my side Deliver Jonah from the whale Never leave him to die Help us all Abbaba Joni Hold up my head and cry I've been travelling all morning With such a heavy load Now it's noon and I cannot afford To put down this burden alongside the road I've got to hold it, got to humble myself Like a child Upon my face I've the got to put on a smile Make up my mind just to walk more miles Because I know that |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Christ all de girls dem
Love dem like a Jesus ((love all?)) For the girls dem we bug Night and Day! Hear Buju Banton song now (Sing along) I would like to be the only In your life I want to be the only man Real quality time and affection One man cyaan run her locked combination All she a look She no see di mista man Tear up resume Burn up application One look she took An me fit di position No matter who inna di way Run away di likkle man Buju have di slam Fi rock you all night long Woman I see trouble To how mi heart a bubble Something must be wrong Now true now me no have nothin Juggle me a juggle Still cyaan hold my hand Girl, I would like to be your only In your life I want to be the only man Real quality time, affection One man cyaan run her locked combination How she a look She no see di mista man Whole heap a dem a come but Dem no ready Check dem out, dem is a mess Dont want no bag a problem and stress Love in excess, kill ya wit happiness Stick to di ragga and yuh wouldn't want left Dis is no poppy show Tell your boy him get a blow Rude Bwoy visit yard no tip-toe Like to be your only In your life I want to be the only man Real quality time and affection One man cyaan run her locked combination How she a look She no see di mista man Why yuh refuse to humble your ears to my cry Feel me only want you through the needle eye Wrote many notes and yuh dont reply Walk off mi boot heel to show I am a nice guy Woman di likkle love me cyaan wait to pacify I cry and bawl til mi water well dry Anytime me see yuh me a rail up high Temprature rise an me not stop cry I'd like to be the only In your life I want to be the only man Real quality time an affection One man cyann run her locked combination How she a look She no see the (Cho!) Tear up resume Burn up application One look she take An mi fit di position No matter who inna di way Run away di likkle man Mi have the slam Fi rock yuh all night long Gal I see trouble To how mi heart a bubble Something must be wrong Now true now me no have nothin Juggle me a juggle Still cyaan hold my hand Honey, I would like to be the only In your life I want to be the only man Real quality time and affection One man cyaan run her locked combination How she a look She no see di mista man Whole heap a dem come but Dem no ready Check dem out dem is a mess Dont want no bag a problem and stress Love in excess, kill yuh wit happiness Stick to the ragga and yuh wouldn't waan left Dis is no poppy show Gwaan yuh man him get a blow Half. |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Strange, this feeling I'm feeling
But Jah love we will always believe in I know you may think my faith is in vaine Til Shiloh we'll chant Rastafari's name |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
While I??m Living
Thanks I??ll Be Giving To the Most High You know, Chorus: I am living while I am living to the father I will pray Only he knows how we get through everyday With all the hike in the price Arm and leg we have to pay While our leaders play Verse 1: All I see people a rip and a rob and a grab Tief never love fe see tief wid long bag No love for the people who a suffer real bad Another toll to the poll may God help we soul What is to stop the youths from get out of control Full up of education yet no own no payroll The clothes on my back have countless eyehole. I could go on and on the full has never been told Repeat Chorus Verse 2: Who can afford to run will run But what about those who can??t??they will have to stay Opportunity a scarce, scarce commodity In these times I say??When mama spend her last and send you go class Never you ever play It??s a competitive world for low budget people, Spending a dime while earning a nickel With no regards to who it may tickle My cup is full to the brim I could go on and on the full has never been told Repeat Chorus Verse 3: All I see people a rip and a rob and a grab Tief never love fe see tief wid long bag No love for the people who a suffer real bad Another toll to the poll may God help we soul What is to stop the youths from get out of control Full up of education yet no own no payroll The clothes on my back have countless eyehole Could go on and on and the full has never been told (On and On) Though this life keep getting me down Don??t give up now Got to survive somehow Could go on and on and the full has never been told Repeat Chorus Verse 4: Who can afford to run will run But what about those who can??t??they will have to stay Opportunity a scarce, scarce commodity In these times I say??When mama spend her last and send you go class Never you ever play It??s a competitive world for low budget people, Spending a dime while earning a nickel With no regards to who it may tickle My cup is full to the brim I could go on and on the full has never been told I could go on and on the full has never been told I could go on and on?? The full has never?? Been??. Toooooold. |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
* Wanna be loved
Not for who you think I am Nor what you want me to be could you love me for me? Real love, with no strings attached I wanna give you me heart Don't want to take it back This is my chat - cho Been searching for a long long time For that oh so true love To comfort this heart of mine No pretense stop wasting my time A virtous woman is really hard to find I'm telling you lady I'm only human, not looking for impossibility Just a genuine woman with sincerity Someone who is always near to hold me Show me you care, up front and boldly Don't shun my feelings, all the positive meanings Love me morning, noon and seasons * Repeat Well every hoe have it's stick in a bush What happen to me... she must be somewhere out there Now where could she be? Caught up passionately in a love rhapsody I'm like waiting on some honey But there ain't no queen bee Everybody's laughing Some say I'm silly No infatuation, no love fantasy Woman you lead my life on a string I can't take the on and off thing I'm oh so lonely inside so I sing * Repeat I would spend my nights at home But if it means contention I'd rather be alone Tell the service man cut the phones Lock all communication If there's not light within my day I'd rather stay in isolation For that special someone a lifetime I'll wait I know that I'll be okay Cross my heart, every day I live I pray And I know she'll come my way Night and day for this woman I pray |
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from Buju Banton - 'Til Shiloh (1995)
Oh what a feeling
The rude boy is feeling I'm so lonely inside This rude boy feel like screaming I'm lonely lonely lonely Girl I'm lonely for you only Feeling lonely lonely lonely Girl I'm lonely lonely lonely Stein!! What ya gonna do Woman fed up, wants nothing to do with you Can't see through Me say get it together woman dem no Inna not a acapella fellow Good weather bad weather strong umbrella Yu back affi broad Mek di woman feel as if she flying on a Concord Yes mi bredda mi say use up cool water What ya gonna do to obtain this daughter Have the lamb in hand let it escape slaughter Now all over town you is a laugh Cho Cho What ya gonna do... Was it something that I've done Was it something that I've said Tell me tell me What can I do to change your mind Lady don't let me down not this time No no no no Lady I give you all the loving The affection that I have Undivided attention Never treated you bad Don't you leave a lonely man, I'll be literally mad You bring joy to this boy With the loving that you have Fantabulous smile Captivate me all the while Lonely lonely lonely like a motherless child You curve mi observe woman it rest upon me nerve Your loving I'm missing night and day The ragga is reminiscing I sing what you gonna do |
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