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Galang Fi Deh People


I Badda mon a galang.
Represent the people mon.
Whole heap a sufferation,
I mon come turn the program ‘round, say
I Badda mon a galang,
Represent the people mon.
Whole heap a botheration.
I mon come turn the program ‘round.

All of my people a dunn say,
Tired of what a gwan down deh.
Civil liberties taken away,
They all signed the bill in just one day.  Cha.
Nah read it page by page,
Just trust in what them say.
White House had this thing staged.... SHHHH
Hush yah mouth them a take you away.
Law say it qualify as treason,
When I and me bredrin reason.
Mood change quick like clouds in season,
Due process in the garbage heap and,
Peeking when I mon sleeping,
Follow me Empress, downtown speeding.
People a fed up with the web them weaving,
Television get too deceiving.

Stand up, take it back.
Walls dem bound fe slack.
Stand up, take it back.
Rastamon a come bunn down that.
Stand up, take it back,
Justice, wh’appen that?
Stand up, take it back,
People them a dunn want it back.

So me shout out, yes me a call.
Put the lyric pon the Multiball,
Echo chamber bounce off the wall.
Poli-trickster talking to you all.
I can see we in need of improvement,
Or me see a new Civil Rights Movement.
We’ve seen the documents, read all the blueprint,
Losin’ mon a constant losin’.
Not Democrat, nor Republican,
I mon a Badda Skat and non-partisan.
Not Green, nor Red, Independent,
I mon a revolutionary and me Zion sent.
Nah hold no seat up in a Parliament.
No board of trustees, no confidant.
PNP, JLP, ah no bush-wa-zee
Nah fit fe me.
How can you big up a country
And not big up the people?
You a big up your pocket,
Try cut we equal.
Separate the state
From the church and steeple.
Record scratch, I mon a clean the needle.

 Big up Laxersaz the one hardest producer out there... yah dunn know.  Check it mon.

I Badda mon a galang.
Represent the people mon.
Whole heap a sufferation,
I mon come turn the program ‘round, say
I Badda mon a galang,
Represent the people mon.
Whole heap a botheration.
I mon come turn the program ‘round.

Yeah go brother Benjamin do your thing mon, do your thing mon.  Ah wha’... you want some more lyrics? I got a whole heap of them mon, you know... I can give yah plenty if yah want. You want some more?

Well here it go.

Fed up mon, me fed up mon, me fed up with the system mon,
Calling out to Jah Jah maybe send it in a telegram.
Nyahbinghi beat it when him beatin’ pon him conga drum,
Boboshanti teachin’ and preach up the Rastamon.
Twelve Tribes, Orthodox, say all a we a Ras.
But society a put we at the bottom class.
The smoke ah too thick fe we a see through the glass,
From the fire pon the one bumba clots.
Who nah give me the job, because I mon a dreadlocks.
A superficial thing still them a judge you fe that.
Nah support I, and I nah support that.
Say wha’... a did you catch all that?
Well if not then rewind it back.
Conscious lyrics deh pon a boom track.
Say back inna the day them used to whip we back,
Now that type a punishment a come back.
You can’t check out book, fe dem a check you.
And all the food you cook, see dem a check you.
Website yah check, fe dem a check you.
Should the government have the right to direct you?
All of my people pon the food stamps them a say... NO
And all the teachers, workers underpaid... NO
Why is gap between the poor and the paid,
So wide, so wide.
You know it’s the truth, is that why you hide?
And never take your Hummer down to the south side.
I mon a run the riddim even when the beat die,
And I never see no ending in sight.
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