Testo Faded Away - Kabaka Pyramid
Testo della canzone Faded Away (Kabaka Pyramid), tratta dall'album The Kalling
Your life, have no price tag, you must be stupid
Damn right
Buju banton, Kabaka Pyramid, Junior Violence
Come on, kill it
He who seeks of only vanity and no love for humanity
Shall fade away, fade away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He who checks for only wealth and not for his physical health
Shall fade away, fade away (oh, kill it, come on, kill it)
Skibli bang
Dem a move too wild, a rundown coil
What a dem a do fi boost up dem profile
Dem a take it too far, more than miles
The example dem a set fi black woman and child
Dem sell out fi dollar bills and silver coins
Subliminally children a get hypnotized by dem
Tun teenager dem start improvise
Start carry gun and take one bag a life, ok
Dem say money and dem dead and dem no need no other
Some of dem really don't know themself
Oonu act like oonu happy, yet oonu envy the brother
Your soul is better than all earthly wealth
My friend, you better know yourself
We see dem a go astray and dem no want no end
Defunder a go beat dem with a golden bell
This thought, I won't keep to myself
He who thinks of only vanity and no love for humanity
Shall fade away, fade away
Skibli bang
He who checks for only wealth and not for his physical health
Shall fade away, fade away
Accurate
To be poor it is a crime, but look pon who wan' do time
Spending trillions on war, one couple billion half a dime
And the richest country dem weh full of gold and full of oil
Dem instigate in tribal war and economic genocide
And dung inna di ghetto dem a come a self-realize
And a make a bag of promises anuh can verify
But this a revolution, it will not be televised
The Rastaman a open every eyes, so all can see
The rich is getting richer everyday
And the little that the poor man got, it shall be taken away
Do you hear what I say?
Do you hear what I say?
The one percent who own the wealth will keep it all to themselves
While the sufferers of it tighten them belts
The preacher make some money, yeah, tell the congregation
The Lord and those who help themselves
The leaders are like feeders, the leeches and deceivers
The worst of mankind now shows itself
We have seen the transition, there is no love for creation
Each and every man a look out fi themselves
Dem say money, yeah, dem dead and dem no need no other
Some of dem really don't know themselves
Oonu act like, oonu happy, yet oonu envy the brother
Your soul is better than all earthly wealth
My friend, you better know yourself
We see dem a go astray and dem no want no end
The founder a go beat them with a golden belt
These thoughts I won't keep to myself
He who seeks of only vanity and no love for humanity
Shall fade away, fade away
He who checks for only wealth and not for his physical health
Shall fade away, fade away
Credits
Writer(s): Damian Robert Nesta Marley, Mark Myrie, Earl Smith, Shiah Coore, Keron Mark Anthony Salmon, Jaime Hinckson
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