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Up up ye mighty race, stand and tek yuh rightful, Place full time now politican get some slap inna Dem face poor people tax money them nuh stop waste. When yuh find the politican dem a thief mek wi lack dem up, Tie dem up and bring dem outta street mek wi bax dem up find them Inna corruption mek police and solider cuff them up, So long them have the innocent poor dem and a fool dem up. There's some criminals on the loose time now fi put dem neck inna Anuse wi ago mek dem hide up inna treetop like fowl pan roose run Inna the Bush like chicken a hide from mangoose because of these guys Even the devil buk loose it's time they Start act responsible and start move loose.( Aii we na na na na na na nai, woah yoye) They dont even care about poor people tax money I swear cause they Been robbing left robbing right in our Sight stealing poor people day and night. ( Eeh eh) Those guys divide so much skam dem even thieving money from education And when yuh believe things getting right Everything gaan wrong the money gaan from dung a petrojam. (Lawd) When yuh find the politican them a thief mek wi lack dem up, Tie dem up and bring them outta street mek wi box dem up tell the Ghetto people dem a time fi stop hug dem up, love dem up, (Woah oh) tell dem fi stop kiss dem up, a time fi brush dem up. ( Eeh eh) Up up ye mighty race stand and tek yuh rightful place full time now Politicians get some slap inna dem face poor people tax money dem nuh Stop waste, find the politican dem a thief mek wi lack dem Up tie dem up and bring dem outta street mek wi bax dem up. They dont even care about the less fortunate well-faire they been Moving money have, money there, money hiding almost everywhere. (Eeh eh) Some hiding money in the bank of Switzerland some buying House in west baam on plantation and all the Poor man do is cry cya find dem Dinna tonight. ( Woah) The baby bawling mama, grandmada Calling lawd, everybody bawling (woah), Everybody crying (lawd). Crime get outta hand even the policeman inna skam (Woah) the world mix up inna wrong bang. (woah yoye) So when you find the politican dem a thief Mek wi lack dem up, tie dem up and bring dem Outta street mek wi bax dem up. Full time now Poor people get serious and start up hush dem up Tell the people dem mi seh please dont hug dem up.
Writer(s): Colvin Scott, Kirk Bennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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