Testo Corrupt System - Queen Ifrica
Testo della canzone Corrupt System (Queen Ifrica), tratta dall'album Diamonds and Gold Riddim
Frass, tell dem we see wha' gwaan
Dem a gwaan like the yoiths dem a idiot
Now you mister speedy rat
Right now the arms house fi stop
Don't cry, mister Bunting
Come yah mek me tell you something
You cyaan fight crime like that
Fire to fury a go get too hot
You wanna know why, mister Bunting
The country got to be like that
'Cause even the police is corrupted
So the poor nah go get no justice
We know you into banking
But you cyaan calculate crime, you haffi solve it
The first thing you haffi do, is clean up the force
Too much wrong people deh inna the right post
The justice system waan clean up of course
Is like a fat person walking inna very tight clothe
See your hand kerchief deh wipe your nose
Buckle up your shoes and leave the post
But no cry, mister Bunting
Come yah mek me tell you something
You cyaan fight crime like that
Fire to fury a go get too hot
You wanna know why, mister Bunting
The country got to be like that
'Cause they have all become victims
Of the same old slavery system
Hey, Lady Allen, don't run away
Put on your pretty heels and come fight fi J.A.
Tell the white faces behind the big businesses
To invest more in young people values
And to the rest of Jamaica
A really full time fi we start love we neighbour
Even if all a dem give up 'pon we
We cyaan give up 'pon weself
Wipe your eye, mister Bunting
Come yah mek me tell you something
You cyaan fight crime like that
Fire to fury a go get too hot
You wanna know why, mister Bunting
The youths dem got to be like that
'Cause they have all become victims
Of the same old slavery system
If you waan divine intervention as the antidote
You haffi kill poverty and cut injustice throat
Campaign like when you want the vote
Go yard to yard, yes, knock the gate, and
Don't bother worry 'cause it no late
Tell the people dem fi hold the faith
We likkle but we talawa don't forget
You ever see Jamaica people fail at anything yet
No cry, mister Bunting
Come yah mek me tell you something
You cyaan fight crime like that
Fire to fury a go get too hot
You wanna know why, mister Bunting
The youths dem got to be like that
'Cause they have all become victims
Of the same old slavery system
If you waan divine intervention as the antidote
You haffi kill poverty and cut injustice throat
Campaign like when you want the vote
Go yard to yard, yes, knock the gate, and
Don't bother worry 'cause it no late
Tell the people dem fi hold the faith
We likkle but we talawa don't forget
You ever see Jamaica people fail at anything yet
No cry, mister Bunting...
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Writer(s): Andre Gordon, Romeich Major
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