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Cane Fields
3570
Reggae
Cane Fields è stato pubblicato il 17 gennaio 2025 da Natural High Music come parte dell'album Cane Fields - Single
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Data di uscita17 gennaio 2025
EtichettaNatural High Music
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natural High Music
Natural High Music
Performer
Wayne Marshall
Wayne Marshall
Performer
Jesse Royal
Jesse Royal
Performer
Kabaka Pyramid
Kabaka Pyramid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blaise Davis
Blaise Davis
Composer
Jordan Armond
Jordan Armond
Composer
Wayne Omar Mitchell
Wayne Omar Mitchell
Songwriter
Jesse David Leroy Grei
Jesse David Leroy Grei
Songwriter
Keron Mark Anthony Salmon
Keron Mark Anthony Salmon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blaise Davis
Blaise Davis
Producer
Jordan Armond
Jordan Armond
Producer

Testi

Natural High
I've been working 'til my fingers bleed
And toiling in these fields
And still can't get no basic needs, no basic needs
I've been working 'til my fingers bleed
And toiling in these fields
And still can't get no basic needs, no basic needs
Yo Royal, 400 years and still dem wan fi take wi glory
My story could never be his story
Dem give wi freedom, and say, no worry
But if you're free and you're dumb
Dem will kill you slowly
Keep your third eye open when you're on the journey
'Cause these Babylon boys dem don't know mercy
Dem cook up a bag of chas, weh don't concern me
Good thing Tom Tavares a my attorney
'Cause if that so-called master diss me again
I'm gonna burn down the (cane field)
I'm gonna burn down the (cane field)
Jesse Royal, a burn down the (cane field)
If that so-called master diss me again
I'm gonna burn down the (cane field)
I'm gonna burn down the (cane field)
Mark my words
I'ma gonna burn down the cane field
Marshall, now get conquered by the serpent
And up by the apple
Now they seem free
Nuff a dem mentally shackled
Dem own bloodline, dem a tackle in a bakkle
Seem like mankind, I gon' need a miracle
When Yahweh did the talk, dem say, my baby
Fast-forward now, the truth are unraveled
Millions made of African gravel
And we get freedom, and still never travel
When Rasta talk, them no hear wi
Never did I listen until things a get scary
Politrick system, wi spelling out clearly
Biological warfare, dem not spare wi
Giving cheap V, no, the youth gone crazy
Sick to my stomach, ulcer, man reappearing
All of the prayers and Psalms we chant daily
We haffi go invoke wi ancestor fit save we, Lord!
Police brutality become anormality
Half of the population no have no salary
Millions a running fi sexual equality
While people are starve and die from poverty
What kind of policy inna dem policy?
What dem a loby fi?
A just hypocrisy in dem democracy
Cah it doesn't matter which party
Weh still not-, still not changing the economy
Tell me honestly
I've been working 'til my fingers bleed
And toiling in these fields
And still can't get no basic needs, no basic needs
I've been working 'til my fingers bleed
And toiling in these fields
And still can't get no basic needs, no basic needs
Written by: Blaise Davis, Jesse David Leroy Grei, Jordan Armond, Keron Mark Anthony Salmon, Wayne Omar Mitchell
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