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Mr. Bush, you better check out your own part in the drama
You may you the Devil

Listen, 'cause in
Chubb Rock and the is on a banned mission
Hostility will rule a Jamaican [Incomprehensible]
And ooh with dumplings, hopefully no dumpings

Like guns will be present I keep the people jumpin'
Not too much, South Africa free yet
I spoke to the kids from to T-Neck
New Jersey, and they heard me while I the

minority regime, painted an ill scene
Brothers and sisters over dyin'
Mandela in a cell in Robbin
Thank God he's out now, and while I

I know he has things in a swing, yeah
This year Thatcher, we're gonna catch her
Being a klutz, her is a drunk putz
He absurd, now what's the word?

Okay okay, on
okay, come on

Okay okay, on
okay, come on
Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on

If he's the President, pullin' out my

Listen, brothers and
It's time for everyone to go
For your history, open a and read
Between the lines, don't recline mind

Sometimes I don't know how to it understood
a lot of black movies have been tampered by Hollywood
So it's important, take the and date and step
Research it yourself, 'cause you owe a large

To yourself, your history is yours to
Or you won't reap in the benefits, don't let Mr.
Sell you something a zing, to get blissed
Leave the rock to the Nazis, in Yahtzee

Be a bookworm, not a bookend, men
Before you have so you can taste freedom
If we can't beat 'em delete 'em, so now
the word?

Okay okay, on
okay, come on

Okay okay, on
okay, come on
Okay okay, on
Okay okay, on

Okay okay, on
okay, come on
okay, come on
If the President, pullin' out my Ray-Gun

history, no physical might has ever crushed
The spirit of a nation
And yes, we are a nation, a different
But isn't significant, pull a ligament

While you're standin', pumpin' your they will miss
And crumble and in the cold abyss
And now time for action, action is the verb
The pronoun I say, scream, "What's the word?"

Now come on, what's the
Alright, I'm gonna in the aspect
Of my man
The Jamaica aspect, now

I'm a soldier, I'm a
I'm gonna chase up Gaddafi and run Botha
Botha run him betta start [Incomprehensible]
I up [Incomprehensible] when he conquer

Your gun gonna fire, fatter
Say it to the sky like a ball of
Jah come rule over [Incomprehensible]
Gun gonna fire, I'm a

Alright, for the American English aspect
my man Rob Swinga, come now

Yo, I wonder why is it that in
The people are the 2nd and 3rd class citizens?
I mean I thought Africa was
Isn't what they told us in our own history books in America?

I mean, yo it's something to about
They gonna tell me I'm black and I'm from
Yet somebody's tellin' me
I have no to say what goes on there

I mean I understand that at all!
That's something to really you
and think and say
"Hmm"