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Could you be loved and be loved? Could you be loved and be loved? Don't let them fool ya, Or even try to school ya! Oh, no! We've *** a mind of our own, So go to hell if what you're thinking is not right! Love would never leave us alone, A-yin the darkness there must come out to light...

No sun will shine in my day today; (no sun will shine) The high yellow moon won't come out to play: (that high yellow moon won't come out to play) I said (darkness) darkness has covered my light, (and the stage) And the stage my day into night, yeah. Where is the love to be found...

In this life, in this life, in this life, In this, oh sweet life: We're (we're coming in from the cold); We're coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in), Coming in from the cold. It's you - it's you - it's you I'm talkin' to - Well, you...

Come we go burn down Babylon one more time (Come we go burn down Babylon one more time); Come we go chant down Babylon one more time (Come we go chant down Babylon); For them soft! Yes, them soft! (ah-yoy!) Them soft! Yes, them soft! (ah-yoy!) So come we go chant down Babylon one more time...

This morning I woke up in a curfew; O God, I was a prisoner, too - yeah! Could not recognize the faces standing over me; They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality. Eh! How many rivers do we have to cross, Before we can talk to the boss? Eh! All that we ***, it seems we have lost; We...

Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta There was a Buffalo Soldier In the heart of America Stolen from Africa, brought to America Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival I mean it, when I analyze the stench To me, it makes a lot of sense How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier And...

Ooh-ooh Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away On top of some hill Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he He *** right down and wrote bank will He say now, here's to mother hen And her chicken, Lord have mercy now Master, will you take a roll in the mud Like you know you should? The old...

Woy-a, Natty Congo: A Dreadlock Congo I! Woy-a, Natty Congo: A Blackman Redemption! Woy-yo, yo-oo-wo-oo! A Blackman Redemption! Woy-yo, wo-oo-wo-oo! No need - no need to get jumpy; No need and-a no need to get bumpy, And-a no need - and-a no need to get bumpy; No...

Bend down low, let me tell you what I know now; Bend down low, let me tell you what I know. Oh! Fisherman row to reap what you sow now; Oh, tell you all I know (Oo-oh!), you've *** to let me go now (Oo-oh!), And all you've *** to do: (Bend down low) Oh yeah! Let me tell you what I know...

You a-go tired fe see me face; Can't get me out of the race. Oh, man, you said I'm in your place And then you draw bad cyard - A-make you draw bad cyard, And then you draw bad cyard. Propaganda spreading over my name; Say you wanna bring another life to shame. Oh, man, you just...

We refuse to be What you wanted us to be; We are what we are: That's the way (way) it's going to be. You don't know! You can't educate I For no equal opportunity: (Talkin' 'bout my freedom) Talkin' 'bout my freedom, People freedom (freedom) and liberty! Yeah, we've been trodding on the...

(Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) See them fighting for power (ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!), But they know not the hour (ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!),; So they bribing with their guns, spare-parts and money, Trying to belittle our Integrity now. They say what we know Is just what they teach us...

Bend down low Let me tell you what I know now Bend down low Let me tell you what I know, what I know, what I know Long time, we no have no nice time Doo-yoo-doo-dun-doo, yeah, think about that Long, long, long, long time, we no have no nice time Doo-yoo-doo-dun-doo, yeah, think about...

All twinklin' lee Can't see the right rose when the streams abate The old slave men might grind slow But it grinds fine, yeah African herbsman, why linger on? Just concentrate, 'cause heaven lives on Greet-I-eth slave men will look with a scorn With a transplanted heart (yes, how quick...

Ziya-po ya-ya, pa-pa-ya-pa! Ti-da-lee, na po-po pu-du-loo! Ste-na-peh na-na po po-ro po! Africa unite: 'Cause we're moving right out of Babylon, And we're going to our Father's land, yea-ea. How good and how pleasant it would be before God and man, yea-eah! - To see the unification of...

400 years (400 years, 400 years. Wo-o-o-o) And it's the same - The same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy I've said it's four hundred years; (400 years, 400 years. Wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o) Look, how long (wo-o-o-o) And the people they (wo-o-o-o) still can't see. Why do they fight against the poor youth of...