guerilla dub

fyah-bun-a man who claim godname,
say me a burden, ah me him blame,
buil'-up him house right-pon dem same
graveyard him gallop-on without one shame,
build ship sail come-fi make man tame
weight-dice shake, play like dis-a game
ghetto-youth-life flush down them drain,
... dat-ah-why men blood will rain,
or shine, man ah oil up beretta,
quiet guns-dem pack tight inna sweater,
thru' ceasefire i, man a money-getta
but-a piece-fire time, aim bloody better.
gun shot buss, start riot hot steppa,
so many man get left 'pon stretcher
fun time sometimes (we still pussy-wetta) but,
war song, we will sing it forever.
never bother wid all dem lies cuz,
never care if dem ostracise us,
never praise babylon messiah,
'im a build babel on guns for hire,
tyrannical man, big empire,
tyrannosaur big, him expire,
asymmetrical make rich man tire,
'cause likkle youth dem start light fire.
still dem a throw plantation party,
pocket dem profit and floss dem car keys,
pay black water fi kill iraqis, but
jail black brudda fi sell three rock, please.
ghetto-youth see how deep dis farce is,
deeper-than slaves-drowned 'cross-the far seas,
... dat-ah-why man-about anarchy,
dash a fire 'pon sly monarchy.


[this track was written to a loop sample of the beat from M.I.A.'s "20 dollar" from her "Kala" album. it is meant for rapid delivery to contrast the slow beat.]