[Intro:]
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Crisis
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This is a worldwide escapade
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Have every massive fraid
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Buju Banton did tell yuh already
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[Chorus:]
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Every nation bow to the immigration law
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Immigrant shuffle what a suppen
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No more ease up due to a certain clause
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Welfare get reform, no more green card
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A nuff man nuh realise a time fi come a dem yaad
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[Repeat]
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[Verse 1:]
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Run off to the land of opportunity opportunity
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Indeed noone gives away good morning
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The capital of greed
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Still yuh survive inna Sam
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Thru the constant pressure, victimization
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Phonso say him did done have a plan
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Tell Sonia send hoe him bag and pan
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Them hol' on pon Paul, Carl and Devon
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Some man who run the place thru dem there so long
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Tek dem off a di line without a question
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Sen dem right back inna dem born land
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2:]
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Tell unno fi come, bout unno nuh ready yet
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Only citizens alone shall get a healthy kit
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Sam get serious, tighten all loop holes
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Woe be unto all petty pushers, so called dupe
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Not what yu gained, but what you attained
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To live and die in the USA, such a shame
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Analyse your imprint with what you have gained
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Minimun wage is blood sweat and pain
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You take my identity and left me in shame
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Oh Jah, oh Jah
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3:]
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Who tell dem not to respect Sam law
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Yuh mean yuh never knoe sey immigration a law
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Federal violation of Federal laws
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Observe the eagle clenching its claws
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To get across this border, keeps getting harder
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Even though I've been a resident from a youth
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Mi nuh waan yuh handle mi like no pancoot
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Dig up mi few possessions and soil up mi suit
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Confiscate mi docs without no excuse
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[Chorus]
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Immigration Law
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Buju Banton |