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Testo Taking Over - Sizzla

Testo della canzone Taking Over (Sizzla), tratta dall'album The Best of Sizzla - The Story Unfolds

Say what?
Me nah seh burn Babylon but me nah cyar
I ain't giving up, keep on living up
I'm indigenous, haha
Holy man of I, Selassie I Jah
Rastafari
It live and reign in the heart of all flesh
The conquering lion
The crowned king of kings
Lord of lords with me lioness
So hear me now
Report to your stations, I must reach South Africa
Boom!
Rasta man we taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
We taking over
Righteousness me declare
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
Come on, come on, let me see your hands in the air
Taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
We taking over
Righteousness me declare
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
Come on, come on
Well a fuck, yo
'Cause a full time now
Let that trumpet sound
Full time now
Babylon going down
Full time now
Make the youth dem wear the crown
Yo, inna the country and the town
Hungry, befed, naked, beclothed
Sick me nah retake, protect it
Infants be cared for
Me and Babylon nah go war
Tell dem me and dutty Babylon always a war
Nah go dip me hand inna no pub, cookie jar
Police boy fi lax, but a more him go more
The soldier boy fi lax, but a more him go more
True, him and the pub and the beach waan go par
Selassie flash the lightning, that me tell the gun bar
Selassie roll the thunder, that me tell the gun bar
Dem lost dem ways, dem nuh know who dem are
Well, let me tell you, you're the Christ and the morning star
Nuff of dem a brag, but say dem a cap and all
King Selassie I is the almighty yah star
Emanuel a the higher priest yah star
Marcus a me black prophet yah star
The black woman she a me black mother yah star
Selassie bless him garment and his ventricle
Talk 'bout say dem a smoke dem Cuban cigar
Me smoke mi marijuana inna mi van or mi car
War, 'cause a full time now
Rise the youth from the slum
A full time now
Make the fire gwan burn
A full time now
Speak the truth from your tongue
Dutty Babylon, you coming down
Yo, yo, yo
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
We taking over
Righteousness me a declare
Me taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
Come on, come on, let me see your hands in the air
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
We taking over
Righteousness me declare
We taking over
Taking over
Taking over
Hear me now, hear me now
Nah trust dem fi a minute nor second
Righteousness, a that me come fi reckon
Tell dem say me soul Selassie I beckon
Dem test stubborn, true dem start to carry big weapon
Brag 'bout the magnum with the laser beam deh pon man
Me shot the boy with a old rusty Smith and Wesson
Couldn't stop the powers weh me a manifest and
Burn dem out, dem can't come contest
And Rastaman
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
Taking over
Righteousness me a declare
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
Come on, come on, let me see your hands in the air
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
We taking over
Tell dem say love and gwan cheer
We taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
Hail Emperor Selassie I
Me go send dem pon the showdown
Pagan dem get show down
Too high fi run, go tell dem say fi slow down
Mr. Babylon, dem haffi go down
Dem a up, dem a pop, dem building dem can't blow down
Yo, I taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
I taking over
Righteousness me a declare
I taking over
Rastafari and him children take it over
Yo, me take it over
Yo, hungry, befed, naked, beclothed
Sick me nah retake, protect it
Infants be cared for
Me and Babylon nah go war
Tell dem me and dutty Babylon always a war
Police boy fi lax, but a more dem go more
The soldier boy fi lax, but a more him go more
The prime minister boy fi lax, but a more him go more
Dem go out to the pub and the beach and go par
Nuff of dem a brag, but say dem a cap and all
Me burn the bossy boy down and me a come and a par
Hail Emperor Selassie I Jah
Me go send dem pon the showdown
Pagan dem get show down
Too high fi run, go tell dem say fi slow down
Mr. Babylon, dem haffi go down
Dem a up, dem a pop, dem building dem can't blow down
Yo, I taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
I taking over
Righteousness me a declare
I taking over
Rastafari and him children take it over
Yo, me take it over
Yo, hungry, befed, naked, beclothed
Sick me nah retake, protect it
Infants be cared for
Me and Babylon nah go war
Tell dem me and dutty Babylon always a war
Police boy fi lax, but a more dem go more
The soldier boy fi lax, but a more him go more
The prime minister boy fi lax, but a more him go more
Dem go out to the pub and the beach and go par
Nuff of dem a brag, but say dem a cap and all
Me burn the bossy boy down and me a come and a par
Hail Emperor Selassie I Jah
Me go send dem pon the showdown
Pagan dem get show down
Too high fi run, go tell dem say fi slow down
Mr. Babylon, dem haffi go down
Dem a up, dem a pop, dem building dem can't blow down
Yo, I taking over
And we've got nothing to fear
I taking over
Righteousness me a declare
I taking over
Rastafari and him children take it over
Yo, me take it over
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Writer(s): Philip Burrell, Miguel Orlando Collins
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