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Give us the teaching of |
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Marcus Garvey |
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Kebra Negast means |
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Glory of Kings |
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Give I and |
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I Selassie |
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I and keep the images of lies for yourself |
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People without a vision perish like suicide |
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You tell me its not about color |
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Still you refuse to take the picture off the wall |
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All you do is trick the brothers and keep them confused |
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They don't know who to call in this spiritual war |
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Nah tell me, have a paradise in the sky, well that's a lie |
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And nah tell me, |
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I was born in sin and shaped |
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In inequity when love created |
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I Look how many prophets tried |
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To open our eyes, you can't fool me |
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Look how they're treating us |
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New millennium slavery |
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Hiding the chains and still beating us daily |
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Now we mentally poisoned to fight we black skin |
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And bleaching ah the in thing far out and far in sin |
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You tell me its not about color |
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Still you refuse to take the picture out your books |
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I know that's not how we look, kush |
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All you do is trick the brothers and keep them confused |
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They don't know who to call in this heretical war |
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Don't tell me, have a paradise in the sky |
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But that's a lie |
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Don't tell me, |
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I was born in sin and shaped |
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In inequity when love created |
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I Look how many prophets tried |
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To open our eyes, you can't fool me |
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Kadamawe, |
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Kadamawe, |
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Kadamawe Give us the teaching of |
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Marcus Garvey |
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Kebra Negast means |
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Glory of Kings |
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Give I and |
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I Selassie, keep your images of lies for yourself |
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People without a vision perish like suicide |
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You tell me its not about color |
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Still you refuse to take the picture off the wall |
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All you do is trick the brothers and keep them confused |
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They don't know who to call in this heretical war |
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Nah tell me have a paradise in the sky, well that's a lie |
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Don't you tell me, |
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I was born in sin and shaped |
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In inequity when love created |
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I Look how many prophets tried |
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To open our eyes, you can't fool me |
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Kadamawe, |
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Kadamawe, |
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Kadamawe So nah tell me of a paradise in the sky |
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Well that's a lie, and nah tell me |
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I was born in sin and shaped in inequity |
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When Jah created |
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I. Look how many prophets tried |
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Look how many prophets tried... |
