[Intro:]
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Why my people suffer so bad ?
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Who is it that should really be sad ?
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Is it... Is it the misplaced melancholic ?
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Whoa...
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[Chorus:]
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Well is't politics time again
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Are you gonna vote now ?
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My people you ah talk
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It's politics time again
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Are you gonna vote now ?
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My god...
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[Verse 1:]
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Rise up falling suffer
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Rise and take your stands again
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He who fights and run away
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Will live to fight another day
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[Chorus]
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Make love and not war
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[Verse 2:]
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It's the time to duty
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Haffi see the chance to vote
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Fire bun dem constitution
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Long time we need ah choose
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Fed up with promises
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And hopeless hope
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Why the box must be empty
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For those clothes
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No one harm no one
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True the color of the clothes, now
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But some just plain greedy
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No matter how we teach them
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For get easy... yaw
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[Chorus]
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It's the rasta them talkin'
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New gear, new gear
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[Verse 3:]
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Bloodshed...
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From rema-a-and
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Down in the valley
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Can them hear ya-a-ah
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Crack down...
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(it's) Has become ah gunman compound
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Now bless all people who has seen this shit
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Lord
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Dem cry reliclesly yeah
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You keep on moving
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Every minute every hour
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Gunshot fall like shower
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Whoa like new clear power
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 4:]
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And the likkle want, we want
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And the likkle preach, we preach
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Selcter buzz thier big on the street, lord
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Kill people
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What dem really seek?
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Who is it that I man speaking?
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Who is it that is controlin' the system?
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Three parties and I'm not dancing
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Who is it then?
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Who is she then?
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Now who is the Mr. In?
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Yeah, it is the pain time
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Again now... Whoo
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 5:]
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Everything race
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But we won't live in fret
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But the air we breath becomes thick with dead
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Then we know Jah ah guide
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We will never fret
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When ever you ready ready
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No more sparge
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Whenever you light or heavy
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Ah pure respect, lord lord lord lord
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Now war, now war
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[Chorus]
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[Repeat Verse 2]
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Politics Time Again
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Buju Banton |