'Til I'm Laid To Rest

Buju Banton

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    '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 bondange 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 shelterness
    Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess

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    What could be 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 in our hands
    One and all lets trod the promised land
    Buju go down a congo
    Stopped in Sashamanne Land
    The city of Harrare where Selassie come from
    In Addis Abbaba then Botswana
    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
    Far too long we've been under this bond
    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 Zion
    Take it from I man
    So

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    Composición: Bobby Dixon y Mark Myrie

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