Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Buju Banton
Buju Banton
Lead Vocals
Firehouse Crew
Firehouse Crew
Vocals
Dalton Brownie
Dalton Brownie
Guitar
Two Friends Crew
Two Friends Crew
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Dixon
Bobby Dixon
Composer
Melbourne Miller
Melbourne Miller
Composer
Donald Dennis
Donald Dennis
Composer
Paul Crossdale
Paul Crossdale
Composer
Mark Myrie
Mark Myrie
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony CD Kelly
Tony CD Kelly
Mixing Engineer
Bobby Dixon
Bobby Dixon
Producer

Lyrics

All my days Seems like they have been wasted, ay? But you know Just goes on to show 'Til I'm laid to rest, yes Always be depressed There's no life in the West I know the East is the best All the propaganda they spread Tongues will haffi confess Oh, I'm in bondage, living is a mess And I've got to rise up, alleviate the stress No longer will I expose my weakness He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness Work seven to seven, yet me still penniless All the food upon my table Massa God bless Holler fi the needy and shelter less Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess 'Til I'm laid to rest, yes Always be depressed There's no life in the West I know the East is the best, yes Propaganda they spread Tongues will haffi confess What coulda bad 'bout the East, everybody wants a piece Africa fi Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak Unification outnumbers defeat What a day when we walk down Redemption Street Banner 'pon heads, Bible inna hands One and all, make we trod the promised land Buju go dung a Congo, stopped in Shashamane Land The city of Harare where Selassie come from In Addis Ababa, then Botswana Left Kenya, a end up in Ghana Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold 'Til I'm laid to rest, yes Always be depressed There's no life in the West I know the East is the best All the propaganda they spread Tongues will haffi confess Organize and centralize, come as one Our seeds shall be so many, more than sand Some new and replenish pure and clean hand For too long we've been under this band Some a save a bag a riches, yet them dead empty hand Gwan say me stupid and laugh all you can Easier for a camel to enter through a needle eye Than it is for a rich guy to enter inna Zion Take it from I man So 'Til I'm laid to rest, yes Always be depressed There's no living in the West I know the East is the best All the propaganda them spread Tongues will haffi confess Oh, I'm in bondage living is a mess And I've got to rise up alleviate the stress No longer will I expose my weakness He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness Work seven to seven yet mestill penniless All the food upon my table Massa God bless Holler fi the needy and shelter less Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess 'Til I'm laid to rest, yes Always be depressed There's no life in the West I know the East is the best All the propaganda they spread Tongues will haffi confess What coulda bad so 'bout the East, everybody wants a piece Africa fi Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak Unification outnumbers defeat What a day, we walking dung Redemption Street Banner 'pon head, Bible inna hands One and all, make we trod the promised land Buju go dung a Congo, and then Shashamane Land The city of Harare where Selassie com from From Addis Ababa inna Batswana Left Kenya, a end up in Ghana Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold 'Til I'm laid to rest, yes Always be depressed There's no life in the West I know the East is the best All the propaganda they spread Tongues will haffi confess Organize, centralize come as one
Writer(s): Bobby Dixon, Melbourne George Miller, Paul Ellingston Crosdale, Mark Anthony Myrie, Donald Anthony Dennis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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