Текст пісні Marcus Garvey - Tarrus Riley

Marcus Garvey

Blessed love.\nSatta Massagana.\nIgziabeher. Negust. Negast.\nKadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!\nGive us the teaching of Marcus Garvey.\nKebra Negast means Glory of Kings.\nGive I & I Selassie I and keep the guy with the blue eyes, for yourself.\nCause people without a vision perish like suicide.\nYou tell me its not about colour, still you refuse to take the picture off the\nwall.\nAll you do is trick the brothers, keep them confused.\nThey don’t know who to call in this iritical war.\nAnd you tell me of a paradise in the sky.\nBut that’s a lie.\nAnd you tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity.\nWhen love created I.\nLook how many prophets tried, to open our eyes.\nYou can’t fool me.\nLook how they’re treating us, this new millennium slavery.\nI see them hiding the chains and still beating us daily.\nAnd now we mentally poisoned to fight we Black skin.\nAnd bleaching ah the in thing far out and far in. Sin.\nYou tell me its not about colour, still you refuse to take the images out your\nbooks.\nI know that’s not how we look. Kush.\nDon’t take offense WHEN WE SHOUT BLACK POWER, it carries us through.\nWe been abused.\nPut yourself in my shoes.\nAnd no tell me of a paradise in the sky.\nBut that’s a lie.\nDon’t tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity.\nWhen love created I.\nLook how many prophets tried, to open our eyes.\nYou can’t fool me.\nKadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!\nLook how they’re treating us, this new millennium slavery.\nI see them hiding the chains and still beating us daily!\nAnd now we mentally poisoned to fight we Black skin.\nAnd a bleaching ah the new thing far out and far in. Sin.\nYou tell me its not about colour, still you refuse to take the picture off the\nwall.\nAll you do is trick the brothers, keep them confused.\nThey don’t know who to call in this yah spiritual war.\nSo no tell me of a paradise in the sky.\nCause that’s a lie.\nAnd you tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity.\nWhen love created I & I.\nLook how many prophets tried, to open our eyes.\nYou can’t fool me.\nKadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!\nSo don’t tell me of a paradise in the sky.\nCause that’s a lie.\nNo come tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity.\nWhen love created I & I & I.\nLook how many prophets tried to open our eyes.\nYou can’t fool me.\nKadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!\nYou can’t fool me.\nNOOOOOOOO\nYou can’t fool me.\nNooooooooooo.. ..