Letra

Jah Jah Jah Jah Jah, yeah Rastafari, Haile Selassie I There's no hope there's no solution No way out of this ya revolution When them drink wine, shake and come say dem a friend Then them turn 'round back and fight again (All because) Every man a look stripe Every man want control the bargaining rights And when everything is outta sight Poor people pay the consequences overnight, ah But deep them Jah Jah Show them Jah Jah That we must unite Nuclear waste A come with pollution Everything destructive to this ya generation (That is all) them a promote But soon I know that Jah Jah gonna get them propote And if they try dat fight against thee And they will kill trees and fail at me There is no hope no no solution No way out of this ya revolution When them drink wine, shake and come say dem a friend Then them turn 'round back and fight again (Rasta say) Africans unite Coz everything is gonna be alright What di Binghi say Africans unite And there'll be no need for us to fuss and fight Rasta mi seh Africans unite Africans a yard and Africans abroad Woyowoi Africans unite Africans (Africans a yard.) Africans unite (Africans abroad) Africans a yard, Africans abroad Unite Unite for the betterment of thy people Unite and live as one Africans near, Africans far, no matter where you are Throw down your weapons of war Identify who you are There's no hope there's no solution No way out of this ya revolution When them drink wine, shake and come say dem a friend Then them turn 'round back and fight again (All because) Every man a look stripe Every man want control the bargaining rights And when everything is outta sight Poor people pay the consequences overnight, ah Well I and I are I and I are Sons of Jah most I Inna Baby-wrong I and I I and I Just nah tell no lie They want us to lie They want us to cheat Even the poor people them want I to deceive But tell them commerce Go hold 'em seat I say earth a run red, fire burn outta street There is no hope no no solution No way out of this ya revolution When them drink wine, shake and come say dem a friend Then them turn 'round back and fight again (All because) Every man a look stripe Every man want control the bargaining rights And when everything is outta sight Poor people pay the consequences overnight, ah But Naya say Africans unite Africans a yard and Africans abroad Well Rasta seh Africans unite Well everything is gonna be alright (Africans a yard and Africans abroad) Well the Binghi say Africans unite There's no need for us to fuss and fight Well I say African Youth
Writer(s): Sly Dunbar, Philip Burrell, Donald Dennis, Calvin Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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