and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged
Been locked up longer than I been on the earth And his crime is defendin' the poor And they can tell you bout death, tell you 'bout life But most of all they tell you 'bout sacrifice And
learn to let the pistol spark bark and blaze (First Family) Suffer for days (Come on) And we inheritin' them criminal ways I survive with a fist full of hopes and dreams And
diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking
antsy and ask 'why if every light is dark do I continue dancing?' why if every light is dark do I continue dancing? why if every light is dark do I
up and then you call all you friends, ey Ghetto youths make sure your eyes open Sizzla never settle with the heathen Mi come topple and destroy Babylon problem Me and
like that then I'm gone I bring the fire burn it down to the ground Think of dissin' me, kane will leave that ass rotisserie (what) Earth, wind, fire
my shoes Cause every day they wake up, they see me on the news I'm hittin number one the first week that I'm released And my muthafuckin business and
her witchcraft We breathe, enamored Of the conquering dark Medusa and hemlock Harvest past, fires cast Ashen shades this Halloween We are set now to beherit the earth
issues, miss use, human inatomy Tearin your flesh and you muscle tissues Knock em out _then check em in And stand firm hold my nuts waitin on your second wind
have a morning cup of coffee And with tender love you reach and touch my hand And my son comes in and says good morning daddy And I say how's daddy's
, to the hip,to the hop,to the rhyme,to the rap. Every single line on thumb you admire, stays in your brain like earth, wind and fire. I take you higher
a wicked wilderness of hate, and fire. ......They roam land and sky...... Faster you move, cutting through the black night, Hearing the moan, of wind
And I got to leave something to the 23's? And I do it (well well well well well) When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me when get your sheets wet
, I was the wielder of illusions Our goddess gave in when she saw That we had killed the earth and burnt to flames Every smile on every face here Fell and
haunt your back And sometimes I feel so flat Then like some rare eagle on the wind Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the earth you thought
and then you call all you friends, ey Ghetto youths make sure your eyes open Sizzla never settle with the heathen Mi come topple and destroy babylon problem Me and
ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he's grizzly and grim, Somethin's rotten in Denmark and -- whew -- we think it