Lyrics: Demarco

Fallen Soldiers

[Intro:] Yeah... Woaah Oh Dis Is For My soldiers... Real Real Soldiers Yeah!

[Chorus:] Dis Is For My Fallen Soldiers
We Miss You Although You Gone
We With You Gone Pon Di Battle Field
Life IS So F***king Real

[Verse 1:]
As A Likkle Yute Used 2 Hang Out Pon Di Corner
Me and Di Whole Ah mi Friend Dem We Ah Bun Some Marijuana
Although Nuff Ah We Never Grow Up Wid No Fahda
Still We Haffi Try We Best Mek It Cross De Border
But Some Bwoy True Dem Big Like How Hulk Hogan
Come Ah Chat Tell Dem We Nuh Listen Slogan
We Prefer Dead Before We Tek Program
We Nuh Grow Wrong... No We Nuh Grow Wrong

[Chorus:]

[Verse 2:]
Ah Nuff Ah Dem Nuh Like We
Dem Kno Dem Wrong And Still Ah Tek It Fight We
Kill Off Me Friend And Think Me Tek It Lightly
Ah De Whole Ah Unnuh Bwoy Me A Pree
Ah! We Nuh Want No More Funeral No More Burial
Stop Behaving Like Wild Animals
Get More Spiritual Get More Biblical Or Go Tek A Wash Off Ova De Mineral
You Save Yah Soul You Save Yah Self
While You Rest In Peace
So Tell Jah Jah
We Need Some Help Fi Trample The Beast

Lyrics: Munga

Bad From Mi Born

Yeah! Hail Selassie I di first

Jah Rastafari redemption

I bun fyah yes yes yes yes yes yes! yes!

Munga of di gangsta ras

Chorus: Mi bad from mi born

And that's why mi gwaan so

Where I was born

Whole world want know

Mi bad from mi born

And that's why mi gwaan so

And if dem want corn blow

Hope dem can run

Yeah! Munga, mi hail King Selassie I di highest king

An mi par wid Shango the baddest king

An mi link with Kalonji the maddest king

If you dis mi your life ah di saddest thing

Munga bad from the first day

My birthday is next to killa birthday

Mi we done yuh in the worse way

You diss me Wednesday, yuh dead before Thursday

Cah mi nuh join nuh conference

Hey common sense

Tek dem mi seh no nonsense

Cah we lock the square and global wi circumfrence

And mi thugs naah nuh conscience

No! Rastafari gets the glory

Badmind people cyaan tek mi glory

A David House a run di place yes jah glory

Different story

Chorus

Honorebel! - from Islington

Buff Bay tell dem nuh get this thing wrong

Highgate Hollow Point get distinction

Hey gal yuh face sexingtion

But Notabay have a special K

Mek bwoy head top full flakes like special K

Done dem inna special way

When mi voice fi Corleone that was a special day

Dem a nuh badman dem nuh know de basic rule

Mi a gansgta from mi a go roadside basic school days

And dem cyaan dis Cool Face

Mi nuh fear screw face mi wi bus up fool face

Caah J Town still naah play around

And badmind people still cyaan stay around

Red Hills Road, Cassia Park, Jackie Town, Ackee Walk

A nuh bag a talk

Chorus

Lyrics: Mr Vegas

Heads High

(CHORUS) Heads high...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know you nah blow
Heads high...kill dem wit now
No bway ain't got no secret fi yow
Heads high...kill dem wit it know
Just mek a bway know you nah blow
Heads high...kill dem wit it now
Tell dem say Vegas say so...

Mi wan you skin you teeth an mek mi see't
If you sure from you born say you never do'it
You a nuh freak
One man you keep
An him never yet complain say you deep
You mek you vow, you nuh answer to yow
An a one man a sample you chow-cho
Lift up you brow
An mek a guy know
Say him fi move him blow-wow
..and sing again

(Chorus)

Mi wan fi hear you scream
If you mouth clean
No man never rope you in fi no ice cream
You don't smell green
like Sharlene
You hol' a fresh
You have a healthy hygiene
Some assuming'
While you keep bloomin'
Like a pretty likkle lilly inna de mornin'
You not brawlin'
Pressure dem dawlin'
While you risin' dem keep fallin'

(Chorus)

Lyrics: Vibz Kartel

Money Over War

(Revolution Riddim)

Yow Harry

Dis thing a get out a hand

So u see fi di 08 an beyond

Me waa house and car

Ghetto yute

A money ova war

Hey, So who can't hear

Dem going to feel

No shoot, nuh kill

Nuh rob, nuh steal

Too much yute fall pon battlefield

A badman a talk

Me just a keep it real

All shower yute

All spanglers yute

Addi tired fi buy bere funeral suit

Listen to di teacha, di truth a di truth

Jamaica nuffi run like Beiruth

Wen dem sen fi di military troop

Nuh matter weh u vote

Everybody get shoot

Di system a bawl seh di yute dem a coot

But dem bere di fruits so a dem is di root

Nuh shame fi di yute dem yuh produce

If Daddy neva idle

Di son could'nt loose

But every likkle ting dem blame artist

We r di scape goat

Di golden egg goose

Sipping Vybz rum wid sweet orange juice

Big up Portia and di Honourabl Bruce

Big up everybody party

But my party a di one weh a keep in a Laroose

Nuff ghetto yutes waa work fi a dues

An caa find a job a

Hey, awha do some fools

Build more factory, build more schools

And give black pickney di necessary tools

If nuttn nah gwaan

How u expect seh di man

Dem nah go bruk di rules

Every party come in

A we a di victim

Unite and dun out di system

[Chorus]

Mother bawling

Son in a di warring

Wen body falling

A we a dead, a we a dead

Copper corning

Madden haffi balm him

Cemetery a morning

A we dead, a we a dead

Wah day weh me see pon di news

It mek Addi vex

So me dun couple Panadol

Couple comtrex

2008 an bere yute a dead

Addi waa see di 3000 like Soltex

Plz ghetto yutes

Watch how u flex

A nuh every likkle thing

U fi puff up an vex

Sen fi guns

An hear comes next

A gunshot

An a duppy come next

Two yute dead

Couple unda arrest

When Kingfish come,

Kill bird out a nest

If u nah nuh lawyer

Charges a press

Mummy drop a grung

All a pop off bloody dress

Whats next

Nuh visit u nuh get

Cause mummy caa even buy 1 cigarette

Every man a dead

U nuh see u eye shet

Jamaica soon come in like Immaculet

In a 7 years 10,000 death

But a just bere ghetto yute skin a get wet

Shooting, stabbing and chop with machete

We nuh matter weh di cause,

Is stopping of breath

Put down di AK, Macky an Tek

And tek up di money ting

Cashing of cheque

Fi sen u go skool,

Watch u parents a sweat

Your life, but u a dem dearest asset

U dig?

Lyrics: Dennis Brown

Money In My Pocket

Chorus: Money in my pocket but I just can't get no love
Money in my pocket but I just can't get no love

I'm praying for
A girl to be my own
Soon you said she coming but I don't believe a word she say
Cause she run away and left me one rainy day
She made me had in mind
That her love would never die
And now I'm alone, so alone
So alone, yeah, yeah

Chorus

The love I had in mind
Was very, very hard to find, oh
It's hard for a man to live without a woman
And a woman needs a man to cling to
You'll see what love can do
After making me feel blue
Ain't that a shame, woah baby
Ain't that a shame, yeah, yeah, yeah
To make me feel blue, woah yeah, yeah
Ain't that a shame, baby
Ain't that a shame...

...

Wake up and live...

Life is one big road
with a lot of sign
so when you riding
thru the ruts

don't complicate your mind
flee from hate
mischief and jealousy
don't bury your thoughts
put your vision to reality.....

(Bob Marley)