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The ceiling too low |
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Time now fi rise up to the fullness |
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Can't afford to let somebody come pull this |
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I couldn't sleep last night toss and turning was fed up |
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The morning rise thunder storm ina me head up |
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The same old same a recipe me hafi give up |
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Changing lane that a the way me have to live up |
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Now that I'm prepared and ready to rumble |
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Not another second me a waste nuh grumble |
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Things in life gees around and if the whole world a stumble |
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Me still a stand fall and nuh fumble |
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Now me build a bridge over all |
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Truths and rights shall surely sustain us and rote |
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Over wall |
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Rich and poor unknown and famous |
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Sometimes me have to wonder |
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What the hell dem thinking |
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Preparations must be made before the boat is sinking |
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Lighthouse up ahead life light is blinking |
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Water all around but hold your breath |
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Because there ain't no drinking |
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It nuh pretty pon the shore we know the truth about it |
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Disguising the game and so you mute about it |
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Problem never change until we find the root about it |
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Try it me friend and see the proof about it |
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Now me build a bridge over all |
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Truths and rights shall surely sustain us and rote |
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Over wall |
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Rich and poor unknown and famous |
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Sometimes you can't bother but you got to |
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Caught up in a things you find out you not to |
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Nuh make no friend no enemy come flop you |
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Stoned cold we freeze like a statue |
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And who nuh try to make a progress try to stop you |
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The sweetest smiling face a set the trap too |
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Ina the brightness of the day dem all attack you |
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And even dirty Babylon a fly the flag too |
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Now me build a bridge over all |
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Truths and rights shall surely sustain us and rote |
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Over wall |
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Rich and poor unknown and famous |