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Cane Fields
3.571
Reggae
Cane Fields foi lançado em 17 de janeiro de 2025 por Natural High Music como parte do álbum Cane Fields - Single
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Data de lançamento17 de janeiro de 2025
SeloNatural High Music
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Acusticidade
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BPM89

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Natural High Music
Natural High Music
Interpretação
Wayne Marshall
Wayne Marshall
Interpretação
Jesse Royal
Jesse Royal
Interpretação
Kabaka Pyramid
Kabaka Pyramid
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Blaise Davis
Blaise Davis
Composição
Jordan Armond
Jordan Armond
Composição
Wayne Omar Mitchell
Wayne Omar Mitchell
Composição
Jesse David Leroy Grei
Jesse David Leroy Grei
Composição
Keron Mark Anthony Salmon
Keron Mark Anthony Salmon
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Blaise Davis
Blaise Davis
Produção
Jordan Armond
Jordan Armond
Produção

Letra

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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