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Payday RAS 3252 Lyrics
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Listing Lyrics:
01.
Payday
02.
Legalization
03.
Share The Riches
04.
Hav E Have E
05.
Do Something For Yourself
06.
Election
07.
Where The Tree Falls
08.
Good Times
09.
War In Sierra Leone
10.
Cape Coast To Ja
11.
Chicken Titty
12.
The Boss
1
PAYDAY
Poison the 666 conception now!!
Hey slavedriver!
I'm asking you this question again and again and again and again
Work police- you false priest!
Trying to indoctrinate Jah people but, (Hear me man)
When will this payday be?
Slavedriver
When will this payday be?
Tell us this hour
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves (Let me ask you something)
When will this payday be?
Mr. Bigman
When will this payday be?
When will this payday be?
For all these retired slaves (Ya a listen me?)
My forefather worked down here
On this great plantation
True he didn't get no pay
For all their wasted days
Tell us now!
When will this payday be?
Mr. Slavedriver
When will this payday be?
Tell us this hour
When will this payday be?
For all these retired slaves (Lord)
Will this payday be Monday?
Will this payday be Tuesday?
Tell us now!
Will this payday be Wednesday?
Wednesday Jah need a working day (Wednesday can be the working day)
Can this payday be Thursday?
Ben Johnson day
Can it be Friday?
The Regular Payday!
Will it be Saturday?
Saturday Jean shoemaker wife day
Why don't you give me that (I want it now)
When will this payday be?
Slavedriver
When will this payday be?
Oh, Jah
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
Tell us now!
When will this payday be?
You better give me that-
When will this payday be?
Tell us this hour
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
You beat my grandmother in the fields
Rape her and call her a prostitute
Fill the land with colored pay bills
From an outlaw's race
Chuh!
When will this payday be?
I'm asking
When will this payday be?
Backra Master the table is turned
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
We nuh joke, we nuh take back nuh talk
When will this payday be?
Slavedriver!
When will this payday be?
You'd better give me that
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
Bwoy, true!
Mama come suffer, father come suffer
Bad man suffer, pickney come suffer
Brother come, gone a prison
Uncle come, no have no job
When will this payday be?
2. Legalization
Hey Dreadlock!
Babylon a run after you!
And I fall down and a bounce I head pon a ganja root
Vex bad, bad, bad.
Me say ganja haffe grow big man
With a bag of marijuana whole a heap a little bit (So)
Babylon a show off pon, Rasta, gwaan like him no know
He sell it by music to educate our children and police
And gwaan pon I like nuff nuff wickedness increase
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
We want it now
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (How they legalize it inna Holland?)
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
United we will stand, divided we will fall, apart
Lick up the chalice and mek that clean up your heart
What kind of corruption you have on your tongue?
To prison a man for a simple draw of herb (that grow from the earth!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Cut it down quick!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Me no a bad man, me a strong defender!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Oh, Babylon!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
A some time when them come with them and drive ambulance
And a some time when them a tief up the area
them a drive a fire truck with a bag in the back
And some time when them a come a tek out
them sure they drive all ship and coast guard thing
Nuff coke a share from here to there
And Rasta can’t lick him chalice (The whole a we are one)
Jah Ras Tafari! Must smite them things!
As mi plant a seed, ya run come raid mi field
Look inna I yaself and tell me the way you feel
My children wake up in the morning without a nice meal.
Simply because you can go wheel and tear down and mek a deal (Mi can’t
do like you)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Rasta need it now!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (You need another conscience)
Legalization fi we ganja herb! (Put it up quick!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
Some say we have to bite the bullet
What about poor children have no teeth, a suck them ago suck it
We have to sell the ganja herb,
We buy a ticket (My God!)
Down in a Babylon the situation, we just can’t take it! (Back up!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Bounce me back!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Meditate on a ganja root)
3. Share The Riches
Boy, as far as I see life, food nah sweet a one man mouth.
And this thing haffe share. Otherwise a death!
I want to share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Rich man, share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you (Tek warning!)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Man, share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
First you must remember:
Children got to go to school
Second, you got to know:
We need education
Third, you got to know:
We nuh want to eat and leff
Fourth, you got to know:
The people are no second choice
(Let me let you man)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
(Mr. Rich Man)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you (now)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
You got to remember
Tivoli need to be quiet
Concrete Jungle
Brown's Pen, too
Down in a Dunkirk
They nuh give respect to the poor
How ‘bout the people rebel?
And all y’all you start to sell (but mi a warn you)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you (time too tough)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Mr Rich Man
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Mi nuh want no war pon dem down inna de ghettos you know, boss
Ya a hear me man?
The people who are less fortunate boss you a pressure them for time after
time
Ya a hear me man. I said fe listen
First, you must remember:
Prison door wide open
Nine men gone in, and we no want fe ma beaten
(So me a beg you)
Share the riches with the poor
Before we share the poverty with you
Mr. Rich Man
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
(Come on and)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Remember:
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
For many days I have seen
Desperation walking in arm to arm
Shoulder to shoulder and fighting back the willing man
(So me a beg you boss)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Marcus Garvey say "If it's even a in a chete…"
4. Hav E Hav E
Me a go throw me corn, and me no call no fowl
And you see who want pick up a macka corn and swallow it
And make it pitch cross him throat, make him gwaan
You Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E
Hey Mr. Hav E! Yuh Hav E already
Hey you Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E (Hey you) Hav E Hav E
You Have E already
Me said fi move your hand with your big quart cup
Please don’t let it stay there full and keep running over
My command is:
Give the youth a try, give the youth a try
Let them even suck their mother’s milk and even eat bread (Them nah waan
go a prison)
So give the youth a try, give the youth a try (One more time)
Let them even suck their mother’s milk and even eat bread
You! Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E
Greedy man, oh! Hav E already
Crack the pen and gone
A Mr. You Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E
Hey Hav E! Yuh Hav E already
Boy chuh. Come like I a use a chicken bone and stop you now
And a use a Cutlass and a cut you throat now for justice
Me said fe have your hand with your big quart cup
Please don’t let it stay there full and keep running over
Man
Give the youth a try, give the youth a try (One more time)
Let them suck their mother’s milk and even eat bread
I know they are all suffering
Hey Mr. Hey you Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E (lock the prison door) Hav E
Hav E
You Have E already
Old penitentiary, penitentiary
Time for the lock spoil and the key throw away
That’s for the jail house key
And that a back you up and that a big you up
All because you can tell lie pon youth and send them to prison
Hey Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E (share it)) Hav E Hav E
You Have E already
Back down off your pomp and pride!
A Mr Hav E Hav E (straight down off your high horse) Hav E Hav E
For you Hav it already
Down a seaside in a boat
Stinking fish- that’s all the life Mr. Baseball salutes
Can’t take back no more, can’t take that no more
They need some education and proper schooling
So wheh yuh a do? So wheh yuh a seh?
You Mr Hav E Hav E Hav E (Don’t you know?) Hav E
You have it already
Give back some to society!
A Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E …
Hav E already
Saw a woman the other morning with a dirty baby lying on her breast
Boy, I wonder how that milk a taste.
5. Do Something For Yourself
Hey chuh! Stop the begging, man!
Yuh mek it look bad upon the whole a we.
You ever see dog pon the street?
And talk about fatha fatha.
Then all dog a your father too.
Get up and do something for yourself
Rise up and do something for yourself
Rise up and do something good for yourself
Instead of your begging!
Do something progressive for yourself
One thing I can’t understand
How did the guinea chicken so broad?
Get up and do something for yourselves
Look at the children, they are in school
Trying to work hard and further education
Look at granny down a Coronation Market
I can’t believe that young strong man
Stand up on street and stretch out them hand
Get up and do something for yourselves (You can't beat a bush)
Can’t you be a mechanic?
Can’t you teach yourself to paint a house?
Can’t you make a Dutch pot? Yahba pot!
Can’t you make a pair of shoes?
Can’t you do something with the tailor?
I can’t understand
Everyday you have fi nyam
And you nuh want to work at all (Jah know)
A lazy man eat more than a working man (Him belly bigger)
For him more time to eat the food
While I have to be in the field
See if I can make tomorrow’s meal
The building haffe reach the sky
Them seem to a next skyscraper now
Get up and do something for yourselves
Rise up and work!
Rise up and do something for yourselves
Roast two dumpling, it's for yourselves
This is what I can’t understand:
Women having children for lazy man
I wonder how the pickney them ago nyam
Those children need some education
They’ve got no mental disability
Lawyers, doctors, teachers of tomorrow
There won’t be no sorrow
That’s all the hope that we have got (So you know what, brother? Mind
them)
Get up and do something for yourselves
Sell two callaloo, star
Get up and do something for yourselves
Even two ripe banana
Granny she can wait so long
Yet you want to be a jiffy man
Get up and do something for yourselves
Meet me with a nana nap.
Get up and do something for yourselves
You just a pray for John Brown fi dead
Why didn't you pray a good prayer for survival?
Everything you see a street yuh want
Everything a street, yuh say you need
6. Election
Yes you, Mr. Politician
We’re not blind, we seeing you
You use the people’s misery for your prey
And you use war to be a business
Now I want you to deal with something now in the new millenium
How long this a go continue?
And how long you believe you ago last?
I wonder why politician them won’t go ‘way
Rasta can’t get no peace inna this land
I wonder why politician them won’t go ‘way
Rasta can’t get no peace on the land
Rasta children run them ‘way
Drive them ‘way
When them come, come talk ‘bout election
Iahbingi run them ‘way
Drive them ‘way
When them come come talk ‘bout election
I wonder why the old tief dem won’t go ‘way
Can’t get no peace inna yard
I wonder why old PJ him won’t go ‘way
Can’t go no peace down a yard,
A two a dem
Run them ‘way
Run them ‘way
When them come, come talk ‘bout election
An a fi we run them ‘way
(Nia bingi) run them ‘way
When them run come talk ‘bout election
Eddie, I wonder why politician them won’t go ‘way
Rastaman can’t get no peace a Jungle
Wonder why politician them won’t go ‘way
Bingiman can’t get no peace in a 'Jungle
Tivoli and Jungle unite
Drive them ‘way
Run them ‘way
When them separate you with election
(Them a friend say) Run them ‘way
Bingiman a drive them ‘way
When them come, come talk ‘bout election
As God live we must unite
You think I never see when you go a Switzerland, go bank up all the people
dem money
You think I don't know seh when you a buy places and property all
Bout where poor people can't read back fi get back some of dem tax money
(Watch it!)
Depression, frustration
The poor man people hungry just a few days
Frustration. Wise fowl walk like man
Poor people money bank away
We nuh want no politics
Wonder why politician them won’t go ‘way
Bingiman want some peace on the land, Chuh.
Wonder why politicians them won’t go ‘way
Bingiman, we want some peace of the land
Kings and queens, president
All them do is oppress God’s people
Prime ministers, underdogs,
Cat a lick, while Jah Jah Lion a watch
Cat a lick, dog a watch
Listen what them say in society
(No Anglican)
Cat a lick, while old dog a watch
Jah bound to man crotch
Come down off yah high horse!
Boy, mi nah pile up no nuff pon plenty and me nah give no man who have
already
The man who hungry haffe eat
And the man who have already haffe share
You know, you a hear mi man?
And me have something fi tell yuh inna the next version
Come down off yah high horse!
Some people a kick fast too long
Big fish a rain from the sky fi you
Everything too easy for you
And it seem to me that the rich man tax write-off
And the poor man haffe pay that
Boy? Them send very likkle for your money, them no own a joint..
Ya no understand?
7. Where the Tree Falls
The axe man have left the root of the tree and it is fruitless
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course, Mass a God
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Dog safe to sit down and stretch out its tail too long.
Dirty nigga will mash it.
Every little thing you do too progressive
None ambitious people crush it
Them nuh have no ambition at all
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Fuitless trees must be yewn down
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
And me hear Mr. Vally
Him a chat seh
Since brother Bob dead, reggae music gone down
But I have story for the youth
But as long as bitter belly Joseph Hill is alive
Reggae music is alive! (You know what kill me man?)
When I look around me I saw death stole away
My brother Dennis Brown
I’m crying, but we will carry on
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Don’t watch me, watch yourselves!
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Not everything good fi eat sometime
Old time people say "Good fe talk"
And the same stone that the builder refused in the morning
Becomes the head cornerstone
And new king sit upon the throne
Hey, where the tree falls
Hey, there shall it lie until judgement take its course
Root of all immoral laws
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course (You know something?)
Marcus Garvey say all immoral laws
Must be disobeyed
And no powers shall make me bow down to the laws
Oh, no little faggot! (Forgot that! Man, not I!)
For where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Whether you a tomato or you a cedar
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
We gonna rode little chariot, old little chariot a g'waan
Mek reggae music g’waan
And who’s here will stay here
And who fi gone, is already gone
Lift up your red pearly gates
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Keep on preying with me, my brother
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
8. Good Times
You know what I want?
All presidents and Prime ministers fi hear this!
Good Times!
Lucifer is having a party in hell
Good times!
Who's his patron I can tell
Whether you are dressed in red
White or blue or pink or green
Rasta won't be there (on that scene)
Many bottles of whiskey will be down there (down a bimbo)
Good times!
Many slices of pork will be there
Good times!
Rastaman a vegetarian
I am no barbarian
I don't need to be on your menu
There also have a bus ride too
Good times!
A jumbo jet will be flying, too
Good times!
You've got to be an inequity worker before you can earn a ticket to sit
On any one of those transportation
This nation
Good times!
Satan is having a party down in hell
Good times!
Mi don't want nuh of dem dinner
Mi belly a go swell
Good times!
Have a bowl, a knife, a throat
You no know what in a the pocket of him cloak
Lucifer come so you better keep wake
Who is the conductor?
Lucifer is having a party down in hell
Have a good time!
Good times!
Rastaman a no junkie- him no drink wine
Good times!
By the sweat of your brow you eat bread
Some people say they will live and beg
But rastaman just can't live with that on his head
Good times!
Rastaman can not live with that on his head
Good times!
So when you see I work 'til I sweat (nuh call it no sweat you know)
Good times!
My little one is called dignity
Good times!
I nuh work for Lucifer! I work for my community!
So the wet that came down my forehead is called dignity
Whooah, don't you that
Good times!
Lucifer is having a party down in hell
Good times!
The chief ministers with their robbers and tief
Good times!
Don't think this owl a bite
Never steal my bother yet
Sleep on mi bed at night so mi nuh haffe fret
Whooah- good times!
Sleep on mi bed an mi quiet
Mi nuh haffe fret
Good times!
Never tried to kill an infant yet
For if you do that you eat food a Satan party 'til you wet
Everything in hell is for free
You can eat for both you and me
I don't want to be sitting next to you in a chair
Good times!
Satan is having a party down in hell
Good times!
Wicked man, you are invited, well
Good times!
I can not chew big bones so well
Threaten 'til me soundboy swell
Tell Satan fi go to hell
Satan is having a party down in hell
I won't be there!
Good times!
Satan is having a party down in hell
Have a good time!
9. War In Sierra Leone
B’woy, if yah see the remnant of sufferation and disgrace
Where the English government left inna Africa- dog b’woy
Them have no respect for the people and act and a come g’waan like them
decent
It was way down in West Africa, way down in the slave country
I took a walk, I took a walk down in West Africa
Down in West Africa
And there I found myself taking a short stop
Way down in Ghana
To tell them that me on ya
Then after I took a rest I took a walk
Way over to Cape Coast slave dungeon
To see what was happening (Hear what the song say)
Equal rights and justice stand for all
Them a preach upstairs rights from downstairs (Lord have mercy)
Them rip up creation
Slave trade continue until I found myself way over in Sierra Leone
At the foot of Lion Mountain
It was around about Christmastime
Then I stop to have a drink of palm wine
But one thing- them want the people live like swine
They gave guns and bullets to the rebels and start to teach them to fight
each other for
iamond
It was a diamond war (Yet for whom?)
And all because there was nothing to gain
I've never seen the United Nation cry peace again
So you nuh see the corruption (and I look at you)
Out of the woodland
Man a nah nuh fight none
Stretch out your hand, put it out yourself
What do you want? Long sleeve or short sleeve?
And them a take them cutlass and them chop it off (your request now)
Long sleeve them chop you on the wrist
Short sleeve them a cut it to the arm
We have everything in paradise (my God)
Here in the West
Even them Christmastime them song like a Christmastime without light!!
From the woodland
Just the sound of a bird.
When I woke up in my lonely cottage, listening to the song of each thing
And every man them a fight it don't know who is gonna win
War in a Africa
But it is extra slaughter there in Sierra Leone
One president fall down
10. Cape Coast to JA
In Jamaica we call it dungee
But the British man him call it dungeon
That them sanction.
If you saw what took place in Cape Coast dungeon (West Africa)
If you saw what took place down in the dungeon
Man blood clot up thick. Down in this dungeon
Blackman blood turn up thick. Down in this dungeon
I can see the sign of torture down in this dungeon (I smell blood)
You can smell the smell of stale blood down in th edungeon
Nowhere to turn, yet so much in there.
Nowhere to sit down. I must be standing (No chair in here)
Straight after that, the ship was anchor.
They call to a shock away call "man too fit"
And nowadays they dress it up a and they no call it benefit.
And nowadays Babylon dress it up a and they no call it benefit.
(And me no want no benefit)
Give me equal rights and justice
Me no want no benefit
For it's the old strategy they use, down in the dungeon
The same dirty old strategy they use down in the dungeon
And as for the woman part of it
If short like a one foot rule
Nobody can stand up. All baby born under dat. (Ya a hear me man)
Man, know yourself now
They refuse to ask me my name upson the slave shp
Their minds told them to call me nigger and that was the end of it (A who
name so?)
There is no dignity. You don't know my name (You can't respect I)
It take more intelligency to find out my real name.
But if you see what went down, down in the dungeon
Even in the sea
If you see what went on, on the slave ship
Even on the journey
Man get dead and beaten and them throw him overboard
Woman skin never get to deliver their nine month through
Children born under the agony of knife
Father see children and cannot even own their wives
Equal rights and justice stand for all right in the dungeon
And yet them rub it off and show me another something
Yet them a polish it from my eyes, show me another something
So Mr. Chin, how him want him titty
Indian men want him Hindustani
But them beat our language from you and me
What a slavery! What happen to he, she, you and me
They beat us in slavery
And want us to be quiet under captivity (It can't gwaan so- You mad?)
Finish it
11. Chicken Titty
Whap'n sah, leggo mi fowl!
Him have no titty
What you mean, you want fowl breast to eat?
What you want it for?
Them telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Say that them eat off him breast
The chicken nah got no titty
Chicken no got no titty
Because them telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Say that them eat off him breast
She use a wing to shelter her young one
A wing to shelter her young ones
A wing to shelter her young one
Because she nah no titty
The chicken no got no titty
The chicken no got no titty (How you say?)
Them telling lie on this poor chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Because them eat off him breast
Whap'n sah, leggo mi fowl
Whap'n sah, leggo Miss Mary fowl
The fowl nuh have no breasy
Look, if it have breast, you see nipple
Hey, whap'n, son?
Leggo the lady fowl
Want put up the chicken
Want fi put saddle pon the chicken
Want fi put saddle pon the chicken
The whole of them a ride pon the back
The chicken nah got no titty
Chicken nah got no titty
So them telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Say that them want quart a milk
The chicken no got no titty
Chicken no got no titty
Telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on poor chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Say that them eat off him breast
Go on son, stop from milking Miss Mary fowl
You done hear she say when the fowl a pop
You will get one
So stop from doing that
Go on, son
Go answer the door so the cock come in
Go on, son, stop milk Miss Mary fowl
Move the bucket from beneath the fowl breast
Gwaan , son an do it. You hear what I say?
Telling lie on the chicken
Still telling lie on poor chicken
Them telling lie on the
Said that them eat off him breast
The chicken no got no titty
Chicken no got no titty
Telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on poor chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Say that them eat off him breast
Chicken nah got any breast (no nipple)
Chicken no got no titty
Them telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Telling lie on the chicken
Until them swallow chicken problem
Chicken no got no titty
Chicken no got no titty (Whap'n sah)
Chicken no got no titty
Chicken no got no titty
Stop milk Miss Mary fowl
You remember the other man, Mr. Busta, rooster
And ride him and go to Reggae Sunsplash a Montego Bay and back to Kingston
Whap'n sah, didn't do it
12. The Boss
Hey me brethren, you know wha gwaan now?
The boss a sell ticket fi gwaan a the moon- a wha him gwaan 'bout?
Who gave order to go to the moon?
"Me boss," he say so
Who gave order to build a station?
"Me boss," he say so
Who gave order to come Kosovo?
"Me boss," he say so
Who gave the order to bomb Iraq? (Jesus Christ)
"Me boss," he say so
Children, tell me who is the boss
Who is the boss?
Is the boss make life? Or is he the anti-Christ?
Who gave the order to come Vietnam?
"The boss," he say so
Who gave the rights to Apartheid in South Africa?
"The boss," he say so
Tell me who is the boss!
And what is? who is this great boss?
All he have for you is a pound of stale rice
And some funny looking
One, one cocoa full basket
But him tell you that him have mountains of it
All because him waan you get greedy and come catch after it
Then him feed you with grit
Tell me who is the boss (Is this right?)
Who is this boss? (Me God!)
Tell me who is this boss
Is he right or is he the anti-Christ?
I read about the seven-headed beast
That shall rise up in this time
I read about him in Revelation
Come to destroy and corrupt our nation (Man!)
Tell me who is this boss (I waan know!)
Who is the boss?
Nuff nuff law in one different country, me God!
Yet come from the same government