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Hey, we've been struggling |
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Still we rise |
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Rastaman open your eyes, yeah |
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I rise from the concrete |
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'Cause the earth was my bed |
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And the sky was my roof, yes |
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I rise up from the concrete |
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Man was searching to find his bread |
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Yeah, oh yeah |
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And even though it seems hard |
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I'm gonna hold up my head |
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Whoa now, whoa now |
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And even though it seems hard |
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I'm gonna hold up my head |
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And if I'm inna want, you don't know |
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If I'm inna need, you don't know |
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My necessities, no cash flow |
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Hey, where's my next meal coming from? |
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You don't know |
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Jah make a way |
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In desolate places He will find our bread |
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Be not dismayed, it's that powers that guide |
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I from ancients of old |
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I rise, oh, I rose up from that concrete |
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Whoa now, whoa, 'cause the earth was my bed |
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And the sky was my roof, aye |
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Dreadlock rise up from the concrete, Lawd |
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Searching to find my bread, whoa now |
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'Cause what? You see my smiling face |
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And you think all is great |
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But if you knew the other half |
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Then bredrin', you would laugh |
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Man rise, man rose up from the concrete, oh now |
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'Cause the earth was my bed |
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And Jah sky was the roof, aye |
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Bongo man rise up from the concrete |
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Man was searching to find his bread |
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Whoa now, whoa now |
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And even though it seems hard |
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I'm gonna hold up my head I'm telling you this now |
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Even though it seems hard |
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I'm gonna hold up my head |
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This time in Iration, man won't beg |
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This time in Iration, hold up your head |
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Whatever you want make your sweat shed |
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And if you work hard, you will attain your bread |
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Whoa, this time hey, natty dread |
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Whoa, this time, aye |
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Man just rise, man rose up from the concrete |
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Whoa yeah, whoa yeah, the earth was my bed |
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And Jah sky was the roof, Lawd |
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I man rise up from the concrete |
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Man was searching to find his bread |
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Oh now, oh now |
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But even though it seems hard |
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I'mma gonna hold up my head, whoa |
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You see my smiling face so you think all is great |
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But friend if you knew the other half |
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Then you would laugh |
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Man just rise, man rise up from the concrete |
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Oh now, Lawd, the earth was my bed |
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And the sky was the roof |
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I man rise up from the concrete |
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Man was searching to find his bread |
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Whoa now, whoa now |
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And even though it's so hard |
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I'm gonna hold up my head |
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Aye, I say, well, even though it seems hard |
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I'm gonna hold up my head, once more |
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If I'm inna want, you don't know |
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And if I'm inna need, you don't know |
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My necessities, no cash flow |
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Hey, where is my next meal coming from? |
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You won't know |
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Jah make a way |
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In desolate places Buju find him bread |
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Be not dismayed, it is that powers |
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That guide man from ancients of old |
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Man rise, rise up from that concrete, oh now |
