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Cho! (laugh) Babylon yuh betta turn wi loose God knows, turn wi loose now Sing along, a little song An guh a ting like Chorus: Freedom, for some I am bawling Babylon yuh pull di chain from mi han Mi still under yuh Babylon system God knows, Freedom for some I am bawling Oh Selassie I, rastafarian calling Beenie Man a sing a ting Verse 1: From the day mi know miself, man a born of mammal Although yuh smart, dem sen yuh guh a Jamal Teach yuh how fi spell gun and nuclear weapon How fi spell politics and greet politician Nowhere in the Bible where those words come from Dem restore wi name an class us as African When con is a short name for condemnation I nuh know bout di I, I a true Ethiopian Christopher Columbus, 'bout him discover island Discover what when him come spot the Indian An a him tun roun an all enslave black man SongtexteMuslini an him friend dem tief the gold and all di diamond WHo steal wi name, check the queen wheh deh a England A she build the pope and introduce Vatican From Constantine, Julius and all Pope John Now dem reach Paul i wonder if dem want to expand Queen Elie-zabeth, all she is a next one Well mi naah guh too stress me just a look a explanation This is the word from the black man Chorus Verse 2: I say man a true needle kill the dragon and eagle Murda di pope wheh a defender of evil Long time dem bwoi deh a pressure black people Have wi like a slave under chain and shackle Now wi buss out inna muscle Well a long time mi deh warn dem fi look to the east Warning to the dragon and the mark of the beast Mek dem a galong suh like dem caan tun discease Call on the Selassie wheh a blow all di breeze Weeping wailing, nashing of teeth God judgement, is only certain man see it Pope Constantine inna him grave an all a grief This is no Pelican brief My Speech Chorus Verse 3: People, well unnuh clean out yuh ears an listen to mi lyrics Yuh nuh hear bout di Lieshah di ball head prophet Word of Elijah, di man used to spread it John di most righteous man yet still wasn't a prophet He could not be God, dem haffi tun him inna baptist This is the meaning of ma lyrics in these times Mandela come an try it Well him never reach far, prison wall di man face it Malcolm X try an a coppershot end it All try and dem beat it an kill it Marcus Garvey try, a fi rice dem sell it Only we inna di music business can stop it Follow Beenie Man and all live it Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania