Damian Marley

Текст песни Confrontation

Mr. President, Distinguished delegates…

[H.I.M. Haile Selassie I Dialect]

[Bunny Wailer dialogue]
Since the beginning of modern civilization
Generations have witnessed and inherited the only conflicts of world wars
But behold the marriage supper of the lamb and the bridegroom onto his bride
Then shall the earth’s children know the true expression of one love
Then mother earth shall honeymoon in peace.
Forever eliminating the aspirations, lust and anguish of wars and rumors of wars… Selah!

[Verse 1]
See it deh know the innocent going up in vapors
And propoganda spreading inna the sunday papers not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause
Red-a Judgement a blaze, blaze ya
And Babylon a gamble the youth dem life like racehorse
And gi dem a uniform and a shave dem head with razors
And now the clock a strike war, don’t be amazed cause
inna dem churches tryin to save…saviours

[Marcus Garvey Dialogue 1]
Can we do it? We can do it, we shall do it!

[Verse 2]
Boom!
Tell dem fe uh draw mi out when the world government inna falling out
Only few men survive crawling out
Run left him collegues dem sprawling out
Nearly dead!
Medic haffi haul him out
And give him two tranquilizer fi stall him out
Deh pon base!
Can’t get no calling out when him hear from the shout last week
Him mistress find a new shoes
Wife can’t get no news and lately she starting to doubt
She still searching!
And the youth dem bawling out
Working hard not to let it all come out
Well it’s not safe to go walk about
A slaughterhouse from Bagdad to Waterhouse
She start to arouse sometime she want a spouse
She start go out, start beat a darker stout
Guns come out!
Working people funds run out
Keep a show last week and no one come out
Bombs come out!
Mi gas tank just run out
Bombo clatt!
The scotch tape just run out
Weed run out!
Yuh senses must dumb out, Mi have a pound round a back deh a gwan sun out
Nah come out!
Till the chalice bun out,
Nah come out!
Till the malice bun out, a war!

Zimbabwe to Berlin Wall
Blazin’ like a burnin’ ball, loose ball… Dat no work… In war
Sleeping… Dat no work… In war
Can’t wear jheri curl… In war
No diamond and pearl… In war
Can’t drink weh a serve… In bar
Gas wi fuck up yuh nerves… In war
Shot wi blood up yuh shirt… In war
Can’t go lift up no skirt… In war
Now disease and germs… In war
Can’t go release your sperms… In war
Stamina must preserve… In war
Fire constantly burn… In war
Red… It red… It red… It red… It red!

[Marcus Garvey Dialogue 2]
If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it… Then you will die.
You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings
If you cannot do what other men have done
What other nations have done, what other races have done
Then you yourself shall die.

[Verse 1]

[Verse 3]
See it deh now… Hey!
Now wi fore parents sacrifice enough
Dem blood sweat and tears run like syrup
Any day a revolution might erupt, and the skys over Kingston lighting up
For the new generation rising up, of youths now a days weh dem sighting up
And through reasoning dem biding up,
Searching for the sign and the sign is us,
Searching for the truth all you find is us,
Searching for the troops still behind is us,
The almighty we recruit and we come from the root
We build like roach building boot
Weh just can’t done, Rastafari we design tuff
If a the fight for freedom sign me up
Cause you Tell-Lie-Vision can’t blind me up
Soldiers and police dem wising up, realizing they’re no more right than us
Realizing there’s no use fighting us
Realizing their opening their eyes to see the same demoralizing life as us
So we nah tek talk nor smiling up
Cause the word temper tantrum boiling up,and who…
Calling the shots and nah bust none
Controlling the mind of the young, bring down…

Bear famine, no rain nah fall from London to Dadeland mall
All the son of the virgin bawl, institute of the church in war
Preaching and researching war
Practice and rehearsing war
Teaching and dem learning war
Instigating and urging war
Always keep alert in war
Cause man will jump out a swerving car
Now bees and birds in war
And the freaks and nerds in war
And the straight and curves in war
Forward and reverse in war
Red… It red… It red… It red… It red.

[Marcus Garvey Dialogue 2]